Lonely in the night she wanders, who can she tell of her heartache
They that listen, do not care, they don't share heartache
She is a lonely woman, no one to cry to, at all.

Once she wore a smile of gladness, now on that smile there are teardrops
They that knew her didn't care, wouldn't wear teardrops
They left the lonely woman, to wander alone, through the darkness.

Once she loved a man, don't bother to imagine how she loved him
You'd never guess at all, she never told the secret of her sorrow
And yet there was someone who knew.

He had eyes that saw her sorrow, he heard the sound of her sadness
When he called her, no one came, but the same sadness
He calls the lonely woman, but never again, will she hear him.