Woman Without Love

Her eyes tell the story so well

She tries hard to hide

So little expected, too often neglected

A woman stripped of her pride

Always so careful not to cry

Until I fall asleep

And there, in the silence

She lies with a tear on her cheek

The thought comes to mind

That I've relived somehow

For herein I can't quite recall

That a man without love's

Only half of a man

But a woman is nothing at all

She knows I don't love her

Although heaven knows how I try

Her reason for living

Is to go right on giving

The one thing that she's gon' be mine

Without any warning

In the wee hours of the morning, she cries

The hurt deep inside she cries so to hide

Is beginning to show in her eyes

And a thought comes to mind

That I've relived sometime

For herein I can't quite recall

That a man without love's

Only half of a man

But a woman is nothing at all

Yeah, a man without love's

Only half of a man

But a woman is nothing at all