Lonely boy

What is that strange in the sky? Why am I standing here crying? Mixture of places, All those phases passing by, Why is my window open why? Being a rider,,I am looking for a hope and a destiny Being a rider,,I am looking for a hope and a destiny I am a lonely boy I've been alone all my life And I'll be alone until she comes, She will come in the morning We are the lonely boys, We've been alone, all our lives And well be alone until she comes Things are getting strange, it's hard to say I am dying in my bed Why don;t you come now? Don't you know that it's alright? Why is my window open why?