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Its a long stretch of highway
Midnight, in New Mexico
Its a small, colored light
That shines from your car radio
Its the old motel owner
Who sleeps on a cot
Gives you the very last hit from her pot
Its a lonely feeling
Is what you got
Its a lonely feeling
Like it or not
Its a crack in the sidewalk
Right next to a pay telephone
Its someones recorder
When youre hoping that someone is home
Its an out to kill
Do what you please
Nobodys up
But you shoot the breeze
Its a lonely feeling
Thats like a disease
Its a lonely feeling
You pray that it leaves
Its your best friend from high school
Sees you and wishes you well
Yeah you try to break through
But you run outta stories to tell
So you bidem goodbye
And you step into space
So many questions
You could not face
Its a lonely feeling
Takin its place
Its a lonely feeling
That you just cant erase
Its three men from Chile
Who are tired
And they wanna go home
Theyre run out of money
And stuck up in east Oregon
So you giveem a smoke
A bit of change from your hand
Try to speak Spanish
But they dont understand
Its a lonely feeling
That gets to a man
Its a lonely feeling
That runs through the land
Its a statue of Jesus
That your grandmother had when she died
Its all cracked and all yellow
You know you should throw it aside
But you grow more religious
The older you get
Havent been saved
But it could happen yet
Its a lonely feeling
Full of regret
Its a lonely feeling
That wont let you forget
Its a bus stop,
A street cop,
An old dog,
A new kid,
A bum
Its a frightened,
Rejected,
Neglected,
Blind, deaf, and dumb
Yeah but you look in the mirror
And youre still hanging in
Its there to remind you
How lucky you been
Its a lonely feeling
Now and again
Its a lonely feeling
That comes from within