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

Not till I fall asleep

And there in the silence

She lies with a tear on her cheek

And a thought comes to mind

Did I read it sometime?

Or hear it, I can't quite recall

That a man without love´s only half a man

But a woman is nothing at all

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 carefull not to cry

Untill I fall asleep

Then there in the silence

She lies with a tear on her cheek

And a thought comes to mind

Did I read it sometime?

Or hear it, I can't quite recall

That a man without love's is only half of a man

But a woman is nothing at all

She knows I don't love her

Although heaven knows how I tried

Her reason for living

Is to go right on giving

Is one thing that she´s been denied

Without any warning

In the wee hours of the morning

She cries

The hurt deeping inside

She tries so to hide

Is beginning to show in her eyes

And a tought comes to mind

Did I read it sometime?

Or hear it 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