If you find me walking
Along some lonesome railroad siding
Or see me sitting
Quiet on my porch
Don't let my numb indifference
Disguise what I'm hiding
I'm still here e
Holding up that torch

The passions that once burned
Have long since subsided
Their fragments lie here
Tattered, torn, scorched
Love's lost hope, however unrequited
Keeps me standing here
Holding up that torch
However so unwelcome 
However uninvited
I can't help but stand here
Holding up that torch