“I like being by myself. 
Don’t gotta entertain anybody else. 
Nobody to answer to. 
But sometimes, I just want somebody to hold. 
Someone to give me their jacket when its cold. 
Got that young love even when we’re old. 
Yeah, sometimes I want someone to grab my hand. 
Pick me up, pull me close, be my man. 
I will love you till the end.”

Story of my life.