Without You
Without you
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
Cold sweats popping out lord something ain't right
I call your name to a cold flat surface of the wall
There's no reply here no there's no sound here at all
Nothing but my heart beat it's pounding on, and on, and on, and on, and waiting for your call it ain't coming here at all
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Gotta work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you somehow
So now you tell me that we're good friends
That's all we are lord that's all we've ever been
I'd like to see you or give you a ring
You got a mind of your own and I can't change a thing
These are the sweetest eyes I ever did see
Lord your smile does something to me
I want to hold you in my arms right now
And taste your kiss and breath right from your mouth
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Try to work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you somehow
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Gotta work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you some... how
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night
Cold sweats popping out lord something ain't right
I call your name to a cold flat surface of the wall
There's no reply here no there's no sound here at all
Nothing but my heart beat it's pounding on, and on, and on, and on, and waiting for your call it ain't coming here at all
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Gotta work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you somehow
So now you tell me that we're good friends
That's all we are lord that's all we've ever been
I'd like to see you or give you a ring
You got a mind of your own and I can't change a thing
These are the sweetest eyes I ever did see
Lord your smile does something to me
I want to hold you in my arms right now
And taste your kiss and breath right from your mouth
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Try to work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you somehow
Gotta get myself together lord, lord, lord
Gotta work this whole thing out
Pick up the pieces that you left of me what you left of me
Gotta carry on without you . . . Without you some... how
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Writer(s): Johnny Wayne Abbott
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