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. I've built my world around you like a call without reply. My love has lost direction, she's got the sun in her eyes. Why should I cry... 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, living without.
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