Sometimes it's like that ...

Hear the lonesome whippoorwill
he sounds too blue to fly.
The midnight train is whining low
I’m so lonesome I could cry.

I’ve never seen a night so long
when time goes crawling by.
The moon just went behind a cloud
to hide its face a cry.

Did you ever see a Robin weep
when leaves begin to die?
That means he’s lost the will to live
I’m so lonesome I could cry.

The silence of a falling star
lights up a purple sky.
And as I wonder where you are
I’m so lonesome I could cry.

Hank Williams