I spend the night in a chair thinking she'll be there, but she never comes, then I wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes and I rise to face another day without her. It's just no good anymore when you walk through the door of an empty room, you go inside and set a table for one, it's no fun to spend another day without her. We burst the pretty balloon, it took us to the moon, such a beautiful thing, but it's too late now and it sounds like a lie, if I say I'd rather die than live without her. Love is a beautiful thing when it knows how to swing and it grooves like a clock, but the hands on the clock tell the lungs to part, it's breaking my heart to have to spend another day without her. We burst the pretty balloon, it took us to the moon, such a beautiful thing, but it's ended now and it sounds like a lie, if I say I'd rather die than live without her. I spend the night in a chair thinking she'll be there, but she never comes, then I wake up and wipe the sleep from my eyes and I rise to face another day without her. Can't go on without her, there's no song without her. Can't go on without her.