Faded pictures, yellow from time Well worn memories of days gone by Needing someone and nobody's there These are the things broken dreams are made of, Lord they're everywhere. Oh, the tears of the lonely Keep falling all the time, Oh, Tears of the lonely They never dry. Another nightime that just never ends A helpless longing for what might have been Another morning to face all alone These are the things broken dreams are made of, They go on and on. Oh, the tears of the lonely Keep falling all the time, Oh, Tears of the lonely They never dry. Oh, the Tears of the lonely Keep falling all the time, Oh, the tears of the lonely They never dry...