What if I did not love you? Where would that leave me? Would I wander through the avenues Under a pall of misery? Would I be face down in the gutter? With a cheap whiskey on my breath The lonely life of a writer And whose words could not pay its debts Sayin', please, don’t, please don’t pass me by I am alive, oh can’t you see? That I’ve been blinded completely Please don’t, please don’t pass me by I am alive, oh can’t you see? That I am pleading for your mercy What if we became strangers? Would you notice my face in a crowd? And could you hear the sorrow in my voice? Helplessly crying your name out loud Would I be searching for the savior? Burning, burning with regret The lonely life of a writer With one last desperate quest Sayin please don’t, please don’t pass me by I am alive, oh can’t you see? That I’ve been blinded completely Please don’t, please don’t pass me by I am alive, oh can’t you see? That I am pleading for your mercy I’ve been on the lam Being hunted something fierce They say time and tide it waits for no man But I was just hoping These storm-filled skies were cleared Please don’t, please don’t pass me by Please don’t, please don’t pass me by Please don’t, please don’t pass me by I am alive, oh can’t you see? That I am pleading for your mercy