^DIn me you see a ^F#mman alone ^DHeld by the habit of ^Bmbeing on his ^Down ^GA man who listens to the ^Emtrembling of the ^Dtrees ^AWith sentimentals ease ^A7

^DIn me you see a ^F#mman alone ^DBehind the wall he's l^Bmearned to call his^D home ^GA man who still goes w^Emalking in the r^Dain ^AExpecting love agai^Dn. ^D7

^GA man not lon^Dely ^A7Except when the dark comes ^Don ^D7 ^GA man learning to live w^Dith ^EmMemories of ^F#mmidnights That ^Gfell apart at ^Adawn ^A7

^DIn me you see a ^F#mman alone ^DDrinking up Sundays ^Bmand spending ^Dthem alone ^GA man who knows love is s^Emeldom what it see^Dms ^AOnly other people's dr^Deams.^D7

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^GA man learning to live w^Dith ^EmMemories of ^F#mmidnights That ^Gfell apart at ^Adawn ^A7

In me you see a man alone Drinking up Sundays and spending them alone A man who knows love is seldom what it seems Just other people's dreams.

Frank Sinatra - A man alone