Without You, oh Lord, life is nothing but passing time.
Nothing makes sense, nothing ever rhymes.
I have no direction, and no plan.
Without You, I don’t even think I can.
I walk into walls, bump into cars.
Press into things that leave me scars.
My life is nothing but a farce.
Without You, oh Lord, my heart has nothing to hold on to.
My hope has no ground, it just flails about.
In a way, I’m a zombie without You.