not on a wind swept hillside
not on a sun parched raft
not in sun scorched desert
not on a cold dead ice floe
but in a barren empty bed
thats the loneliest place
on earth

Sometimes, yes it can be...

Loneliest place in the World for me, was when my first son was born premature and died a few minutes later. I was 18 at the time and working in London. My girlfriend had all her family around her, but mine were all hundreds of miles away in Scotland. Hit me for six, but I had to be strong for my girlfriend also. I was broken inside though. Took me until the birth of my other son a year and a half later to pick up a bit, but not a day goes by where I don't think of my first son. Love the two of them the same!