Text: Rebecca St. James. Me Without You.

{Here we go
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One, two, three}

Like a band without a drummer
That's me without You
Like a year without a summer
That's me without You

Like a king without a country
Like a room without a view
Like an empty gun, like a fatherless son
That's me without You

Like a ship without a rudder
That's me without You
Like a child without it's mother
That's me without You

Like a story with no ending
Like a foot without a shoe
Like a wasted feast, like a faithless priest
That's me without You

Me without You
A pitiful sight
Me without You
It ain't never gonna feel right

Like a war without an enemy
That's me without You
A disease without a remedy
That's me without You

Like a crime without a victim
Like a sleuth without a clue
Like an empty gun, like a fatherless son
That's me without You

Me without You
A pitiful sight
Me without You
It ain't never gonna feel right

Me without You
A pitiful sight
Me without You
It ain't never gonna feel right

Without you
Without you
Without you
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