The man who stands alone

is the Lord's anointed?

the man who looks for a home

but only finds what's disjointed

when others ride the crest of a wave

he's the one noone wants to save

for him things never turn out well

no wonder he's prey to some scary dizzy spell

oh why should his life

become such a strife?

who cast an evil spell?

who has the sense of humour of a knife?

and the storm

is starting to form...

this is not asking for the moon

just a little luck for a change would heal many a wound

the man who stands alone

is the Lord's anointed?

suffering in silence on his own

even as he watches his love being stolen

so bring on lashing rain and high winds

he's had enough but he won't give in

oh but why should his life

become such a strife?

what said joys should be few and far between?

who on high

has the sense of humour of a knife?

people people

have more respect for this walking riddle

you all think you know it all

but you are the haystack and he's the needle

and the storm

is starting to form...

the world is full of snakes and he can hear them hiss

but just a little luck for once wouldn't go amiss

oh but why oh why

should his life

become such a strife?

who on high

would rather deal a blow than blow a kiss?

who on high has the sense of humour of a knife?

who on high has the sense of humour of a knife?