| Without you here everything’s in black and white
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| Without you here I’m upside down
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| Without you here honey I’m a melody
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| Living in a world that can’t hear sound
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| If these boots could fit a railroad track
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| I’d be gone and never look back
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| If my thumb could flag a wild wind down
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| I’d lean back and let it blow me around
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| And try to land anywhere other than without you here
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| Without you here every breath is wasted
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| Without you here I’m just a ghost
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| Without you here I’m stranded at the station
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| And my mind caught the last train for the coast
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| If this truck were a time machine
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| I’d rev it up and let it carry me
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| Light years away or on down the line
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| I’d give the shirt off my back or my last dime
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| If it can take me anywhere other than without you here
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| There’s roads and sky, boats and wine
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| A million ways to leave you behind
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| I don’t know where
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| But there’s still life out there
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| Not without you, not without you here
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| Cause without you here everything’s in black and white
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| Without you here I’m upside down
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| Without you here honey I’m a melody
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| Living in a world that can’t hear sound |