“It's 2 o'clock in the morning and I just can't sleep Outside the rain is pourin', I'm lonely as can be Maybe 2night'll be different than the nights before I need 2 feel someone beside me, I can't be alone no more” NeedsFeelsI CanDifferentNightSleepMorningRainLonelyClockCan't SleepI'm Lonely Author:Prince
“Well morning came, and it dressed the sky in a lovely yellow gown. Shopping malls are opening in that narrow hallway of downtown, filled with people who are shopping for their lovers and their friends, singing "I won't ever be lonely again” PeopleWellsMorningSkyLoversSingingLonelyFilledLovelyOpeningYellowShoppingMallsGownsDowntownHallways Author:Conor Oberst
“New York was the only city I knew in the world where you could be desperately lonely at nine in the morning, crossing the street for a bagel at Gristede's, and find that seven hours later you were drinking Irish coffee at P.J. Clarke's with all the friends you had inherited along the way.” WorldWayHoursCitiesMorningStreetsNew YorkLonelyDrinkingSevenCoffeeNineCrossingsBagelsCrossing The Street Author:Shirley MacLaine
“Someone comes every morning at nine o'clock to see if I am still alive. I do get lonely, yes, but I have the children who come and see me. I see all my children every week, and there are the grandchildren, too.” IfsChildrenStillsMorningAliveWeekLonelyNineClockMy ChildrenEvery MorningGrandchildren Author:Tony Benn
“Time is the guy at the amusement park who paints shirts with an airbrush. He sprays out the color in a fine mist until it's just lonely particles floating in the air, waiting to be plastered in place. And what comes of it all, the design on the shirt at the end of the day, usually isn't much to see. I suspect that whoever he is, wakes up in the morning and wonders what he ever saw in it.” EndsGuyWaitingWonderMorningSawsAirDesignColorFineLonelyWake UpPaintShirtsParksThe End Of The DaySuspectsFloatingT ShirtAmusementParticlesMistSprayAmusement Parks Author:Ian Caldwell
“When I went home, my family became a little lonely family because it was just me and my mom. Part of my longing to go back to work was wanting to be surrounded by these people who were teaching me things and drinking bad coffee at three in the morning while we were lying around in a bikini in the winter. Somehow it just felt like real life. It felt more like real life than my life.” PeopleLittlesRealHomeLyingThreeFeltMorningTeachingMomLonelyMy FamilyLongingDrinkingWinterMy MomCoffeeReal LifeBack To WorkBikinis Author:Jodie Foster