The Single Man - Frank Sinatra

I live alone, that hasn’t always been easy to do for just a single man

Sometimes it’s nice the walls talk back to me

They seem to say, wasn’t yesterday a better day?

Always alone, at home or in a crowd

A single man off on his private cloud

'Cause in a world that few men understand

I am what I am, the single man

Once was a time, I can’t remember when

The house was filled with love, but then again

It might have been imagination’s plan

To help along a single man