Turn to me, turn to me
When you're lonely;
Brush them aside, gather your pride
And baby, turn to me

Turn to me, turn to me
When you're lonely;
Brush them aside, gather your pride
And baby, turn to me

Don't listen to the people
Who spread lies about your name;
I know it hurts, but baby I've had it too;
I've learned to live with their abuse
I've learned to live with those who choose
To disregard my emptiness and lose me

Your laughter has died in the heat of the night
And the people, they pretend that your company is bright;
But brighter you'll wait by the phone that has died
Don't build up your hopes
There's no one that's left for you to confide in