Without
you, I'm nothing
© 1971 by Jim Andris
What am I going to do
Now that you say we're through?
Where am I going to go
Now that you hate me so?
What am I going to say
Now that you've gone away.
You had me higher than a kite,
You took the wind from my sails,
You didn't treat me right.
Who am I going to see
Now that you've let me be?
Who's going to take your place;
Who could replace your face?
Now that you've gone away
How can I make you stay
Here with me?
With me.
Well, momma, you stood me up and gave me such a pleasure
That I shouldn't be prescribing anything that you do.
No, I really can't defend myself becoming so dependent on you.
You said that you couldn't seem to live up to my measure
And you didn't want to live a life of lasting goodbye.
In spite of your suggestion that I shouldn't try to question you,
Why?
Why? Why? Why? Why?
Why did you go from me?
Why did you help me see?
Why did you still my fear?
Why did you hold me near?
Why did you be so kind?
Why did you blow my mind?
Without you, I'm nothing.
I'm nothing without you.
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