As I sit here all alone,
I think of the things I have done,
Some are good and some are bad,
Some are happy and some are sad.

As I sit here all alone,
I think of the people i have met,
The friends I have and the friends I have just met.

As I sit here all alone,
I think back of all I have done,
and as I look back I see,
That I truly do have a lot you see,

I've been through many trials and problems,
and have conquered them all,
and while it looks like I am all alone,
my Jesus lives in my heart,
So I am never really alone.

As I sit here all alone,
I realize how happy I really am.
And that I am never really alone.

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