All by Myself - Ella Fitzgerald, Paul Weston

I’m so unhappy

What’ll I do?

I long for somebody who

Will sympathize with me

I’m growing so tired of living alone

I lie awake all night and cry

Nobody loves me

That’s why

All by myself in the morning

All by myself in the night

I sit alone with a table and a chair

So unhappy there

Playing solitaire

All by myself I get lonely

Watching the clock on the shelf

I’d love to rest my weary head on somebody’s shoulder

I hate to grow older

All by myself