How in the World

How in the world could I ever go on living without you?
How could I live with my shattered heart laying beating on the ground?
Why would I want to live with the love of my life gone forever?
Why does anyone on this earth have to live with such a loss?

How in the world could I ever go on being without you?
How could I reach for you and find emptiness in the bed we shared so long?
Why would I want to live with so much of me dead inside?
Why does anyone on this earth have to feel so completely lost?

How in the world could I ever go on touching without you?
How could I face each day never feeling the gentle touch of your kiss?
Why would I want to face life without the warm touch of your lips on mine?
Why does anyone on this earth have to need only your touch to be whole?

How in the world could I ever go on thinking without you?
How could I think using this gun would make my life better than now?
Why would I want to think when all of my thoughts make me cry endless tears?
Why does anyone on this earth have to think about the end of everything?

How in the world could I ever go on seeing without you?
How could I see with my eyes closed to stop the sight of you never being there again?
Why would I want to see a world so less beautiful than before you left me?
Why does anyone on this earth have to see the end of his only world?

How in the world could I ever go on breathing without you?
How could I breathe when the breath of life has been knocked out of my chest?
Why would I want to smell the emptiness of our house without your perfume in the air?
Why does anyone on this earth have to breathe without a reason for each breath?

How in the world could I go on sleeping without you?
How could I sleep without you lying by my side and close to my heart?
Why would I want to sleep when all of my dreams are nightmares about losing you?
Why does anyone on this earth have to have their dreams so completely destroyed?

How in this world could I go on loving without you?
How could I love while my soul searches for you in the ruins of my life?
Why would I want to feel love in the emptiness of my world without you?
Why does anyone on this earth have to know there is no one left to love?