Music Nash
words and vocal rittmo'
A Different Kind Of Lonely
a thermos of white zinfandel
a basket of cherries, pears and peaches
a park bench, blackbirds and squirrels
a little wine some fresh fruit, a heart besieges
friendship, if only in solitude
an old man the brim of his hat
bent in the shape of a french beret
seems it was time, made it look that way
a blackbird on his shoulder
a squirrel on his knee
sometimes when a man grows older
it's a different kind of lonely
companionship, a helping hand
a touch of love, a smile gives
he calls them by name, but he won't tell
it's a secret he'll keep for as long as he lives
the sun is slowly setting
his pals are back in the trees
he'll be back tomorrow
a blackbird on his shoulder
a squirrel on his knee
sometimes when a man grows older
it's a different kind of lonely
companionship, a helping hand
a touch of love, a smile gives
he calls them by name, but he won't tell
it's a secret he'll keep for as long as he lives
rittmo'