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I go by myself
sipping red wine late at night under candlelight
and incense to understand
I write about life
life as I see it lonely but not alone
Iâm fine with solitude i always will be
sometimes i feel so far away from anyone
and sometimes thatâs where iâd prefer to be
I read my paper
sip my coffee
I go by myself
greasy spoon on the road theyâre all the same
zombie waitress broken back
I ask twice hear the same reply again
what time is
what time is it
sheâs tired and ashamed
I say itâs not too late
itâs never too late
sometimes i feel so far away from anyone
and sometimes thatâs where iâd prefer to be
I read my paper
sip my coffee
I go by myself
I walk around my neighborhood
I see children play where i used to play
and i remember what they used to say and what i used to do
Iâm an only child taught the only way to do things right
was to do it myself
I donât know if i agree but sometimes i understand
I go by myself