I'm sad and blue about nobody but you. I told you that I loved you right...
Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome dreaming...
I grew up in a house where my father encouraged my brother and me to fail. I specifically remember coming home and saying 'Dad Dad I tried out for this or that and I was horrible ' and he would high-five me and say 'Way to go.'