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Without roots to set me on the ground,
Without words to tell you what I've found,
Without hope that I could see this through,
I can't live, baby, without you.
Without joy that makes me wanna sing,
Without pride I can't do anything;
Without truth to make me black and blue,
I can't live, baby, without you.
You could turn your back, you could set me free,
But you can't stop being what you are to me;
And I love the fact that you love me, too,
And that I can't live...
Without you to need with all my might,
Without me to make it work out right,
Without us nothing else will do,
I can't live, baby, without you.
You could turn your back, you could set me free,
But you can't stop being what you are to me;
And I love the fact that you love me, too,
And that I can't live, without you.
