Without you, Without me
without you i am but a bird with no wings
a harp with no strings
and a bee that can’t sting
i’ll sing a soft tune for a person with no ears
his head turned away from me because he can’t hear
all the wonderful words that come out of me
that he can’t listen to and therefore won’t see
without you i am the living dead
walking around aimlessly with...
a harp with no strings
and a bee that can’t sting
i’ll sing a soft tune for a person with no ears
his head turned away from me because he can’t hear
all the wonderful words that come out of me
that he can’t listen to and therefore won’t see
without you i am the living dead
walking around aimlessly with...