Maybe one day I'll learn to be content with this loneliness After all, there's no better company than myself And I'll sit in coffee shops and watch strangers converse I'll draw their feelings in my journals and I'll speak it out over pretty piano chords I'll go on walks and watch butterflies fall in love I'll see smiles spread on faces and hope to feel it in my heart I'll hold back tears on holidays and blow out candles on my own Because if this loneliness is all I know, I might as well get comfortable with it I might as well ask it its name, and learn its hobbies, its passions And I'll share mine I'll look in my mirror and say I love you And I'll mean it One day Not today, but one day And one day, this loneliness won't be lonely at all