Lonely Hearts

Lonely hearts, they don't cry,
They moan in silence, they want to die.
Lonely hearts, they have no fear,
And strength to dropp a single tear.

Lonely hearts, they're cold inside,
They have a dreadful pain to hide.
Lonely hearts, they're wrapped by grief,
No joy, no prayers, no relief.

Lonely hearts, they stop to beat,
When hope is weak and starts to split.
Lonely hearts, forgotten dreams...
They fade away with stifled screams.