I am a poor, freezing-cold soul,

So far from where I intended to go.

Scavenging through life's very constant lulls,

So far from where I'm determined to go.



Wish I knew the way to reach the one I love.

There is no way.

Wish I had the charm to attract the one I love,

But, you see, I've got no charm.



Tonight I've consumed much more than I can hold,

Oh, this is very clear to you.

And you can tell I have never really loved.

You can tell, by the way, I sleep all day.



And all of my life no-one gave me anything.

No-one has ever given me anything.

My love is as sharp as a needle in your eye.

You must be such a fool to pass me by