Lonely Song
This is one of the exceptions to the “born at 2:00 am” songs. I wrote this song in 1974 while at a friend’s house in Southern California. I had flown down there from Utah to play a concert with him. We had a great concert, after which he dropped me at his house while he went out with his girlfriend. Still a bit amped up from the concert, I found myself all alone in his empty house. It was an odd feeling. So, of course, what would I do in this situation? I would write a song. What else? I was feeling particularly alone in many aspects of my life at this time. I had recently had a rather ugly breakup and had no meaningful romantic interests (yet). I was attending the spring semester of college—a much more relaxed environment than during the normal school year. The increased social activities on campus during this time only brought my lack of a relationship into sharper focus than normal. As an unattached (and broke) college student, perhaps there was as much self-pity as self-reflection in this song.