On My Own


On my own,_
pre-tend-ing he's be-side-me._
All a-lone_
I walk with him 'til morn-ing.
With-out him
I feel his arms a-round me.
And when I lose my way
I close my eyes and he has found me.

In the rain,_
the pave-ment shines like sil-ver._
All the lights_
are mist-y in the riv-er.
In the dark-ness_
the trees are full of star-light.
And all I see is him
and me for-ev-er and for-ev-er.

And I know_
it's on-ly in my mind_
that I'm talk-ing to my-self and not to him.
And al-though
I know that he is blind,
Still I say there's a way for us.

I love him,__
but when the night is o-ver,_
he is gone,
the river's just a riv-er.
With out him
the world a-round me chang-es.
The trees are bare and ev-'ry-where
the streets are full of stran-gers.

I love him,_
but ev-'ry day I'm learn-ing_
all my life_
I've on-ly been pre-tend-ing._
With out me
his world will go on turn-ing._
The world is full of hap-pi-ness
that I have nev-er known.

I love him,_
I love him,_
I love him,_
but on-ly on my own.

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