WITHOUT YOU


Like a lemonade without sugar
Like a book with no words
Like a tv set without image
Like a song with no notes

Like a bike without wheels
Like a phone with no tone
Like a bird without feathers
Like a window made of stone

That's that way I feel
When you're not here
I tried to burn your voice
I tried to melt your smell
But no luck

Like a pen with no ink
Like a summer with no rain
Like a tree with no leaves
Like a house with no ceiling

Like the white without the black
Like a desert with no sand
Like road without signs
like a life without problems

That's that way I feel
Without your face here
I tried to burn your voice
I tried to melt your smell
But no luck

That's that way I feel
Without your face here
I tried to burn your voice
I tried to melt your smell
But no luck