Without Life
I am all alone on this desert,
With no one to talk to and nothing to do,
Crying out my heart,
Thinking how I'll make it through,
Without life I cannot survive,
Without life I am nothing,
Without life I am not alive,
Without life who am I loving.
The Sun is beaming against my back,
I am wearing all this black.
Where is the river to quench my thirst,
Oh no! It's dried out that's even worst.
Without life I cannot survive,
Without life I am nothing,
Without life I am not alive,
Without life who am I loving.
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