Alone at Last

Once was agoraphobic Times Square would make me gasp I let full trains go past With you, I feel alone at last Parties would make me nervous Spent all night filling my glass Smoked cigarettes on the grass With you, I feel alone at last With you, every face in a crowd Is crowded out by the love that I feel And there's a certain kind of peace in knowing Everyone is going away When you come into view John Paul said Hell was people I mostly agree with that But one person does get a pass With you, I feel alone at last