I've lived a while Traveled miles and miles And I'm still wonderin' The phony smiles, and pleasure we seek from within Is this all that there is Could it be? I'm all by myself Could it be? There's nobody else And I'll try not to cry But it hurts like hell At least I have my video screen Could it be? I know what you're thinking Post-traumatic stress or post-modern religion There's no solace in livin' (Aaah ah) Worrisome in old age Causes nothing but aches and pains And holes and divots In my skull incision Could it be? I'm all by myself Could it be? There's nobody else And I'll try not to cry But it hurts like hell At least I have my video screen (Aaah ah) At least I have what's left of my dreams (Aaah ah) At least I have my father's words to me Could it be? Could it be? (Oooh) Could it be? I'm all by myself Could it be? There's nobody else And I'll try not to cry But it hurts like hell At least I have my video screen