| Death is | ||
| Far | ||
| Away | ||
| But life seems | ||
| Almost as | ||
| Far | ||
| Love is | ||
| For | ||
| Tomorrow | ||
| Or was | ||
| It | ||
| Yesterday | ||
| My mind | ||
| Wanders | ||
| Ponders | ||
| With women | ||
| All | ||
| Around | ||
| Life says | ||
| Only | ||
| One | ||
| Loner says | ||
| Only | ||
| None | ||
| Women | ||
| Looking | ||
| Wanting | ||
| What | ||
| A million years | ||
| Have | ||
| Past | ||
| And still | ||
| I am | ||
| Alone | ||
| Beauty has become a | ||
| Physical | ||
| Thing | ||
| Love a | ||
| Dream | ||
| Illusion | ||
| Lost in a | ||
| Game | ||
| And I don't | ||
| Even | ||
| Know the | ||
| Rules | ||