In My Room

Dm
In my room, way at the end of the hall
                       C
I sit and stare at the wall
                            Bb          A          Dm
Thinking how lonesome I've grown, all alone in my room

Dm
In my room, where very night is the same
                   C
I play a dangerous game
                         Bb        A          Dm   A
I keep pretending she's late so I sit, and I wait

Dm
Over there is the picture we took when I made her my bride
Over there is the chair where I held whenever she cried
                                                   A        D
Over there by the window, the flowers she left - have all died

In my room, way at the end of the hall
I sit and stare at the wall
Thinking how lonely I've grown, all alone in my room