Times when it was pointless for me to try,
I was more than a desperate man.
What seemed like forever was gone with one touch of your hand.
If I could count all the sleepless nights,
When you were there for me.
A fool could see,
Once that I found you there was no letting go.
Tell me, what kind of man would I be,
Living a life without any meaning?
And I know you could surely survive without me,
But if I had to live without you,
Tell me what kind of man would I be?
