Lonely hearts, they don't cry br They moan in silence, they want to die. br Lonely hearts, they have no fear br And strength to dropp a single tear br br Lonely hearts, they're cold inside br They have a dreadful pain to hide, br Lonely hearts, they're wrapped by grief br No joy, no prayers, no relief br br Lonely hearts, they stop to beat br When hope is weak and starts to split. br Lonely hearts, forgotten dreams...