As I look through these things I'm reminded of you,
The smell that's in the air and a single golden hair,
So I look through these things and I think of what I'd do,
In a world without you, without you,
Like a rainbow without colours,
Like a bible without god,
Like a word without a meaning,
In a language that's forgot,
Like a score without musicians,
Like a song without a tune,
Like a doctor without patients,
Or the sun without the moon,
Like a train without a station,
Like a bus without a stop,
Like a curry without spices,
Or a height without a drop,
Like a book with no beginning and no end,
Like seeing something new without a friend,
Like a gun without a bullet,
Like a vampire without blood,
Like a war without a bad guy,
Or a spring without a bud,
Like a madman without voices in his head,
Like curling up to sleep without a bed,
Like a morning without coffee,
Like an egg without a shell,
Like a crew without a captain on a pirate ship to hell,
Like drowning without water,
Or summer with no breeze,
So I thank you for your patience,
And I cannot quite believe,
As I look through these things that remind me of you,
The smell that's in the air and a single golden hair,
I look through these things and I don't know what I'll do,
In a world without you.