Have you met my lonely bear, Yeah he's a friend when he's there He knows when to brave the storm, And when to stay where it's warm He thinks love is for the bees, And help is for the weak, And nothing scares my lonely bear, And when he's lost he's unaware There are times I'm lost and scared, And I'll reach out to lonely bear, He'll come running bruised and battered, He'll make me feel I'm all that matters But he thinks love is for the bees, And help is for the weak, If nothing scares my lonely bear, Then when he's lost, he'll be unaware Please be still my lonely bear, Even if it brings you to tears, A loving hand ain't one to fear, And you'll still be my lonely bear