Joi - Weeping Man [text]

SOMETIMES I FEEL LOST AND STOLEN EVEN WHEN THE SUN IS SHINING SOMETIMES I FEEL SO MUCH ON MY OWN IKNOW I CAN PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL YOU BUT THIS WON\'T SORT OUT ANYTHING AT ALL I WANT TO GET THROUGH THE BAD TIMES WITHOUT YOU MY FRIEND I WILL SEE YOU LATER WHEN I MAKE IT IN THE END BECAUSE NOW I\'M JUST ANOTHER WEEPING MAN NOW I\'M IN THE DEPEST KIND OF FALL I KNOW I CAN PICK UP THE PHONE AND CALL ON YOU MY FRIEND BUT THIS WON\'T SORT OUT ANYTHING AT ALL SOMETIMES I SEE MYSELF IN BLUES SOMETIMES I FEEL LIKE LONELY BAG OF BONES I KNOW I CAN GIVE UP AT ANY MOMENT BUT THIS WOULD TURN MY HEART INTO STONES