Living here without you is not an easy way of life.
I spend my time without you, I try to make it all worthwhile.
Standing in a rainfall coming down from the sky.
Why should I cry over you?
Why should I cry cry cry over you?
I keep on thinking about you. I've got no private pride to hide.
Hearing your footsteps, loud on my stairs (a-walking )
- living without you.
Feeling the sweet sweet smell of love in the air (I can feel it )
- living without you.
Kissing the face that I see everywhere
but I'm living without you, I´m living without.
Cry, cry, cry, over you