(Gordon Kennedy/Wayne Kirkpatrick)

There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you
There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up
There's a cold and darker side of the moonlight
An' there's a lonely side of love

With you here, baby, I am strong; no sign of weakness
With you gone, baby, I am hanging by a thread

There's a certain kind of pain that can numb you
There's a type of freedom that can tie you down
Sometimes the unexplained can define you,
And sometimes, silence is the only sound

With you here, baby, I am strong; no sign of weakness
With you gone, baby, I am hanging by a thread

With you here, baby, I am strong; no sign of weakness
With you gone, baby, I am hanging by a thread