YOU
YOU
YOU
YOU'RE STILL A WHISPER
ON MY LIPS
A FEELIN'
AT MY FINGERTIPS
THAT'S PULLIN'
AT MY SKIN
YOU
YOU LEAVE ME
WHEN I'M AT MY WORST
I'M FEELIN' AS IF
I'VE BEEN CURSED
FROM THE BITTER COLD
WITHIN
DAYS GO BY
AND STILL I THINK OF YOU
DAYS WHEN I
COULDN'T LIVE MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOU
DAYS GO BY
AND STILL I THINK OF YOU
DAYS WHEN I
COULDN'T LIVE MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
YOU
YOU'RE STILL A WHISPER
ON MY LIPS
A FEELIN'
AT MY FINGERTIPS
THAT'S PULLIN'
AT MY SKIN
YOU
YOU LEAVE ME
WHEN I'M AT MY WORST
I'M FEELIN' AS IF
I'VE BEEN CURSED
FROM THE BITTER COLD
WITHIN
DAYS GO BY
AND STILL I THINK OF YOU
DAYS WHEN I
COULDN'T LIVE MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
DAYS GO BY
AND STILL I THINK OF YOU
DAYS WHEN I
COULDN'T LIVE MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOU
DAYS GO BY
AND STILL I THINK OF YOU
DAYS WHEN I
COULDN'T LIVE MY LIFE
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU
WITHOUT YOU