Ain`t it hard when you wake up in the morning
And you find out that those other days are gone?
All you have is memories of happiness
Lingerin` on.
You might wonder who can I turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
All your dreams and your lovers won`t protect you,
They`re only passing through you in the end.
They`ll leave you stripped of all that they can get to,
And wait for you to come back again.
You might wonder who I can turn to
On this cold and chilly night of gloom
The answer to that question
Is nowhere in this room.
Yet still a light is shining
From that lamp on down the hall.
Maybe the star of Bethlehem
Wasn`t a star at all.