there was a man.. a lonely man.. who lost his love.. through his indifference..
a heart that cared.. that went unshared.. until it died.. within his silence..
*and solitaire’s the only game in town.. and every road that takes him, takes him down
and by himself it’s easy to pretend.. he’ll never love again..
**and keeping to himself, he plays the game.. without her love, it always ends the same
while life goes on around him everywhere.. he’s playing solitaire..
a little hope.. goes up in smoke.. just how it goes.. goes without saying..
there was a man.. a lonely man.. who would command.. the hand he’s playing
a heart that cared.. that went unshared.. until it died.. within his silence..
*and solitaire’s the only game in town.. and every road that takes him, takes him down
and by himself it’s easy to pretend.. he’ll never love again..
**and keeping to himself, he plays the game.. without her love, it always ends the same
while life goes on around him everywhere.. he’s playing solitaire..
a little hope.. goes up in smoke.. just how it goes.. goes without saying..
there was a man.. a lonely man.. who would command.. the hand he’s playing
a game of solitaire, played by one person, now is played by me.
(lyrics from Solitaire, song by Carpenters and other singers)

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