A. G. Cook - Without

I'm losing signal in the snow
I'm fading looking at my notes
I'm tired of never letting go
I'm living with

Without your wit
An emptiness
A silhouette
I never guessed
The loudest sounds

I'm fading looking at my notes
So tired of never letting go
I'm living with

An emptiness
Without your voice
Attached to it
A silhouette
A mountain cliff
A panoramic counterfeit

Without, ah
Without, ah
Without, ah
Without
Attached to it

I can make you feel better
If you want to
I can make you feel better
If you let me
I can make you feel better
Know you want to
I can make you feel better