What of Alone?

I have no friends, support system
Nobody to call on when things are blue
Can hardly hang my hat at the door
'Til there's the feeling of you

Don't know what it is
No colour, no taste
Just a feeling like gettin'
All the love I can take

But I'm close to despair
Tryin' to keep it alive
Can't really say when
Or how many times I've died

I find many things
So hard to follow
I's like when you should spit...
Can you go it alone
Or need someone to ...

We have each other
And that should be enough.