SOLITAIRE

Solitaire is when you're lost
In the dead of the night
Oh and it's dark and lonely boy
And nothin' seems right to you
So you pull out your deck of cards
Play yourself a game
Oh solitaire

Solitaire
When you're on your own
No one's comin' home
And there's no one there

And it's the king of fools
Who sits and plays with cards
Just 'cause his pride got in the way
And pride was all it was
Now he sits there alone
With a pair of paper hearts
While his lover slips away

Solitaire
When you're on your own
No one's comin' home
And there's no one there

Written by Peter McIan & Arlene McIan