How to be alone

 I never learnt how to hold my own

Before I met you

I never learnt about the great unknown

Before you kicked me out of house and home

I never learnt but now I'm learning

how to be alone

Oh the tiger's of the night they 

are my rescue

Growling mouths and eyes bright

stalking through the fescue

And if you turn to me and laugh

About how all the photographs

Come out overexposed or under

Developed

Then I'll say I was learning how

to be alone