For All The Times You Walk Alone,
The Path Before You Uncertain,
Distant...Seemingly Futile.

There will be no consolation prize
This time the bone is broken clean
No baptism, no reprise and no sweet taste of victory
All the stars have fallen from the sky
And everything else in between
Satellites have closed their eyes,
the moon has gone to sleep
Unloved - Unloved - Unloved - Unloved

Here I am inside a hotel choking on a million words I said
Cigarettes have burned a hole and dreams are drunk and penniless
Here I am inside my father's arms all jagged-bone and whisky dry
Whisper to me sweetly now and tell me I will never die
Unloved - Unloved - Unloved - Unloved

Here I am an empty hallway
Broken window, rainy night
I am nineteen sixty-two and I am ready for a fight
People crying hallelujah while the bullet leaves the gun
People falling, falling, falling and I
don’t know where they’re falling from Are they
Unloved - Unloved - Unloved - Unloved

Hoping that the kindness will lead
us past the blindness and not another
living soul will ever have to feel
Unloved - Unloved - Unloved - Unloved

Unloved - Unloved

And I asked of him, 'How much do you love me?'

And Jesus said, 'This much...'

Then He opened his arms wide-
and died for me.

Verse: by Jann Arden Richards
©1994 PolyGram Songs (Canada) / Girl On The Moon Music