I need someone, that I'll look to,
In the lonely hour, That we all go through.
To give me comfort, And love me through,
In the lonely hour, I need you . . . I need you.
I don't need diamonds, I don't need j**els;
No amount of riches will cover up these blues.
I don't need suggestions on how to start anew.
In the lonely hour, I need you.
There's nothing I can do; I'm helpless without you.
It's a lonesome point of view,
When there's a wistful silence, in an empty room.
These other voices, they don't cut through.
In the lonely hour, I need you . . . I need you . . . and I need you.
I need someone, That I'll look to,
In the lonely hour, I need you . . . . I need you,