O' Roy

You held me all night long, my little shivering hands You were a butterfly but as steely as a Southern man You didn't stop the bleed but said it's okay To need a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful day Oh Roy, I heard about the boys, say it isn't true I heard in Birmingham they flew right over you And I've come from the future with a guardrail and a suture To tell you you'll get through, I'm one of the lonely too One of the lonely too, I'm one of the lonely too You took me to the opera I liked the music, I liked the smell You said I'd never really know you very well But you were just not right, 'cause I turned on the light And beautiful, beautiful, beautiful was the fight Beautiful was the fight The fight The fight Oh Roy, I heard about the boys, say it isn't true I heard in Birmingham they flew right over you And I've come from the future with a guardrail and a suture To tell you you'll get through, I'm one of the lonely too (I am one of the lonely) (I am one of the lonely) (I am one of the lonely too) Oh Roy (I am one of the lonely) (I am one of the lonely) Oh Roy (I am one of the lonely too) I'm one of the lonely too