I come walking through my door,
Expecting you to be here,
And realize that I'm alone,
And that you left your key here.I'd have never known,
That it could be so lonely...
Without you...
Without you...Do you remember?
All the fun we had?
Because I remember,
The times when we were glad.I try to call,
But think you must be busy.
I hope that you have all
The things that make you happy.Do you go walking through your door,
Expecting me to be there,
And realize that you're alone,
And that I left my key there?And did you know,
That I would be so lonely...
Without you...
Without you...?Do you remember?
All the fun we had?
Because I remember
The times we were glad.Do you try to call
But then think I'm too busy?
Do you hope that I
Have all that makes me happy?Then we'll go walking through our doors,
Expecting to see each other,
And realize that we're alone,
And that we've left our keys there.Could we have ever known
That it would be so lonely...Without you...
Without you...
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Without You
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