We Need You
As I glance across the table
Your empty chair is out of place
Living here just ain't that easy now
But there are signs of trying on my face
We need you
You're the strength
You're the sunshine of our days
We need you
And the wisdom of your ways
In our dreams, you are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you
Life is one long lonely day
Both the kids, they still love you
You know, they always ask me
When is daddy coming home
Then we talk, and laugh about the good times
Without you, they still feel so alone
We need you
You're the strength
You're the sunshine of our day
We need you
And the wisdom of your way
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you, life is one long lonely day
Someone's knocking at the door of my heart
Telling me what we need
Is a brand new start
That ain't true
We need you
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
We need you
We need you
In our dreams you are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
We need you
We need you
In our dreams
You are here
When we wake you disappear
Without you life is one long lonely day
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