Lonely Is

Lonely Is - Ella Fitzgerald

Written by：Clint Ballard/Hal Hackaday

If you wanna know what lonely is

The dictionary's not the place to go

If you really wanna know what lonely is

Ask an expert

I know

Lonely is a telephone you use for a paper weight

Lonely is a mailbox with nothing inside

Lonely is a quart of rye you're had

For a year or more

Lonely is the laundry you don't have to hide

Lonely is a Christmas tree

That no one else will see

A three room apartment with only one key

Lonely is so many things when all's said and done

But all together they add up to one

I guess you'd say

That in a way

What lonely is is me

Lonely is a welcome mat that's waiting on the floor

To welcome the paper that's left at the door

Lonely is so many things when all's said and done

But all together they add up to one

I guess you'd say

That in a way

What lonely is is me