No, no shapes at all
Nothing real or artificial
No time there’ll be no change
No colours to rearrange
And I, I get that feeling
When we’re apart over
I get the teaching that I can’t be without you
Without you, babe
Without you
No future there is no past
No slow there is no fast
No grace with which to admire
No face there is no desire
No symmetry or peace
No sirens or police
No cameras and no phones
No photographs and no tones
And I, I get that feeling
When we’re apart over
I get the teaching that I can’t be without you
Without you, babe
Without you
Come on, hey now, come on, hey now, come on
Take my heart over in your hands
Come on, hey now, come on, hey now, come on
Take my heart over in your hands
And I, I get that feeling
When we’re apart over
I get the teaching that I can’t be without you
Without you, babe
Without you