I need someone, that I'll look to, In the lonely hour, That we all go through. To give me comfort, And love me through, In the lonely hour, I need you . . . I need you. I don't need diamonds, I don't need j**els; No amount of riches will cover up these blues. I don't need suggestions on how to start anew. In the lonely hour, I need you. There's nothing I can do; I'm helpless without you. It's a lonesome point of view, When there's a wistful silence, in an empty room. These other voices, they don't cut through. In the lonely hour, I need you . . . I need you . . . and I need you. I need someone, That I'll look to, In the lonely hour, I need you . . . . I need you,