'Ah, Halloween. A night of ghosts, and ghouls, and
festive fun...But not for me. Not just on Halloween,
but every time the darkness falls, the nightime brings
to me both peaceful contentment, and profound loneliness.'

"Lost, and all alone,
I always thought that I could make it on my own,
But since you left, I hardly make it through the day,
My tears get in the way, and I need you back to stay...

I wander through the night,
and search the world to find the words to make it right,
All I want is just the way it used to be,
With you here close to me,
And I've got to make you see...

That I'm lost without your love,
Life without you isn't worth the trouble of..."

David Gates & Bread, 1977