"There's a couple laughing at a table next to mine The waiter keeps on asking me if I'm alright I hate to bore him with the truth So I'll just lie and pretend I'm fine Without you Outside the city's slowing down It's half past 10, I'm staring at the door And wishing you'd walk in But wishing isn't working now So I"ll sleep instead In a hotel bed, without you I'd rather be a pauper than a prince Oh, living without you, without you I'd rather be a failure than famous Living without you, without you Seven hundred miles away, or just one flight That's all that stands between My heart and home tonight And I'd walk every mile To feel your hand in mine It's just no life without you You know I don't know who I am Without you I'm only half a man"