(In My) Solitude

In my solitude you haunt me
with reveries of days gone by.
In my solitude you taunt me
with memories that never die.

I sit in my chair, I'm filled with despair.
There's no one that could be so sad,
with gloom everywhere... I sit and I stare;
I know that I'll soon go mad.

In my solitude I'm praying
Dear Lord above,
Send back my love.