I've lived a while
Traveled miles and miles
And I'm still wonderin'
The phony smiles, and pleasure we seek from within
Is this all that there is
Could it be? I'm all by myself
Could it be? There's nobody else
And I'll try not to cry
But it hurts like hell
At least I have my video screen
Could it be?
I know what you're thinking
Post-traumatic stress or post-modern religion
There's no solace in livin'
(Aaah ah)
Worrisome in old age
Causes nothing but aches and pains
And holes and divots
In my skull incision
Could it be? I'm all by myself
Could it be? There's nobody else
And I'll try not to cry
But it hurts like hell
At least I have my video screen
(Aaah ah)
At least I have what's left of my dreams
(Aaah ah)
At least I have my father's words to me
Could it be?
Could it be?
(Oooh)
Could it be? I'm all by myself
Could it be? There's nobody else
And I'll try not to cry
But it hurts like hell
At least I have my video screen