Without You
I'm thinking I might move on out of here tonight
Pack all my bags and get on a transatlantic flight
I'd leave the bed unmade and the dishes in the sink
I'd lock the door and I won't look back again
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
I can't remember what makes me who I am
All those past moments lived by a different man
I'd plead with you but what's been done can't be undone
I can't walk back in time, so forward I must run
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
I wonder if an old dog ever learns new tricks
Could I reinvent myself and get my worries fixed
It seems so futile to do those things I used to do
You are a part of me I need to learn to lose
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
If I ever turn around and make my way back home
I'd find paint peeling and the garden overgrown
And if this old key still opens that front door
I'd find the king bed just as empty as before
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
Pack all my bags and get on a transatlantic flight
I'd leave the bed unmade and the dishes in the sink
I'd lock the door and I won't look back again
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
I can't remember what makes me who I am
All those past moments lived by a different man
I'd plead with you but what's been done can't be undone
I can't walk back in time, so forward I must run
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
I wonder if an old dog ever learns new tricks
Could I reinvent myself and get my worries fixed
It seems so futile to do those things I used to do
You are a part of me I need to learn to lose
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
If I ever turn around and make my way back home
I'd find paint peeling and the garden overgrown
And if this old key still opens that front door
I'd find the king bed just as empty as before
Without you
What is it worth without you
How does it work without you
I'm not sure what I've become
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Writer(s): Allert Van Westen
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