Alone at Last
It comes from out of nowhere
This lonely desperate feeling
Saturday night just falls like rain
And almost has me reeling
Then I have to laugh about it
Me, myself and I alone at last
And how I cry about it
Heaven only knows
Then it all makes sense when I think about
The kind of life I chose
I’ve had my wine and women
So I’ll take the song and follow it where it goes
I’m a one-man band, I’m a riot
When I try so hard to deny it all comes back to me
There’s no other way to say it
The way it should be said and the way it has to be
You have to take your stand against all odds
No matter what they say
Every devil has his moment
Every loser has his day
There’s no else to blame
There's no one else to name
It all comes back to you
Now you don’t have to be
alone all the time
Just don’t lose your faith
when it lets you down
It’s only just as strong
for only just as long
As it’s better than your
best night on the town
Because it also comes from nowhere
The faith that it’ll be all right
As sure as the stars in heaven
Lighten up the darkest night
If you sow some seeds of love and kindness
Sooner or later it'll all come back to you
©1995 Glen F. Nemeth • All Rights Reserved
1991. I had a chance to go out with a younger woman who was very vulnerable,
seeing her marriage fall apart, and I passed it up. I sensed she called
up more out of deperation than a desire for my company.
It was Saturday night, and I hadn't dated since my separation.
I knew there would be other dates, with other women, but just then and there
I was full of regret. I couldn't let it stand like that, so I picked up
my guitar and wrote this song in one setting.
— Glen
Alone At Last