One night sitting alone at the bar, I feel a stranger pull up in their car
We share a glass and talk about our past
The clocks at one, and I'm feeling faint
We laugh at God, and wonder where's our saint Where's our saint?
We share a song that they call hopelessness
Life is a struggle and we've failed this test
Open my eyes and start to realize
No longer blind, true love is hard to find
True love is hard to find
Without a Friend, life can mean nothing
When we walk alone, it's almost never shown
From my side the glass is half empty
I've seen it all and nothings left for me
We all die young, when we are having fun
He turns and says, "You've seem to come undone You
Need to see your life has just begun Your life has just begun"
No longer blind, true love is hard to find
(We all need love, but look in the wrong places)
We turn our backs and try to forget our past
(We all sell love upon our empty faces)