The Lonely Life

What if I did not love you Where would that leave me? Would I wonder through the avenues Under a pall of misery? Would I be faced down in a gutter With cheap whiskey on my breath? The lonely life of a writer Whose words could not pay his debts Singing, please don't, please don't pass me by I am alive, oh, can't you see? That I've been blinded completely Please don't, please don't pass me by I am alive, oh, can't you see That I am pleading for your mercy? What if we become strangers Would you notice my face in a crowd? And could you hear the sorrow in my voice Helplessly crying your name out loud? Would I be searching for a savior Burned and burning with regret? The lonely life of a writer With one last desperate request Singing, please don't, please don't pass me by I am alive, oh, can't you see That I've been blinded completely? Please don't, please don't pass me by I am alive, oh, can't you see That I am pleading for your mercy? I've been on the lam Being hunted, so confused They say time and tide, it waits for no man But I was just hoping These storm filled skies would clear Please don't, please don't pass me by (please don't, please don't pass me by) Please don't, please don't pass me by (please don't, please don't pass me by) Please don't, please don't pass me by I am alive, oh, can't you see That I am pleading for your mercy?