Different Kind of Lonely

There's a full yellow moon on the horizon. I see it rising. It ain't surprising. There's a pain so big that I can't shake. It grows with every step I take. With every bit of small talk I try to make. It's a different kind of lonely when I'm with you. A different kind of lonely, even though there's two of us together in a room. It settles in like a baby in a womb. It's a different kind of lonely. Before I'd met you, I had been so blue. I thought I'd feel brand-new. But it's still there like a tattoo. It seems like everything I start eventually just falls apart. There's an old familiar hole inside my heart. It's a different kind of lonely when I'm with you. A different kind of lonely. Can you feel it, too? Can you tell that something's wrong? It breaks my heart like a Hank Williams song. It's A different kind of lonely. I promised you that I could go the distance. Can you call that persistence when it's the path of least resistance? I got what I was looking for, then I prayed for just a little bit more, But I can't bring myself to shut that door. It's a different kind of lonely when I'm with you. A different kind of lonely. Can we make it through? Or is it always gonna be spread out there between us like a sea? It's a different kind of lonely.