Like a band without a drummer
That's me without you
Like a year without a summer
That's me without you
Like a king without a country
Like a room without a view
Like an empty gun
Like a fatherless son
That's me without you

Like a ship without a rudder
That's me without you
Like a child without it's mother
That's me without you
Like a story with no ending
Like a foot without a shoe
Like a wasted feast
Like a faithless priest
That's me without you

Chorus:

Me without you
A pitiful sight
Me without you
It ain't never gonna feel right

Like a war without an enemy
That's me without you
A disease without a remedy
That's me without you
Like a crime without a victim
Like a sleuth without a clue
Like an empty gun
Like a fatherless son
That's me without you

Chorus

Without you…
Repeat

By Martin Briley / Copyright © 1996 Martin Briley Music/ASCAP Used by permission. All Rights Reserved.

Behind the Song:
'Singing, traveling, recording and songwriting, especially at my age, is a continual challenge and trust experience for me. All the time, I'm learning that I'm nothing without Him.' - Rebecca St. James