[Verse 1]
The first time that I looked at you
I swore I'd never fall in love
Your hair was silver, purple too
An angel sent from God above

[Chorus]
But now, I'm falling apart without you
Now, I'm falling apart without you
But now, I'm falling apart without you
Now, without you

[Verse 2]
Can I play a song I made for you?
It may not make a lot of sense
But if there's just one bit of truth
It's that I need you back again

[Chorus]
But now, I'm falling apart without you
Now, I'm falling apart without you
But now, I'm falling apart without you
Now, without you

[Outro]
(I regret today I'm having you do this unless somebody stands there and hands it to you. Now here's a little, uh, piece of clay that looks a little different from those pots but basically it's the same thing. It's bearing something. It's being of use. And it's worth more if it costs more than onе of those. Why? It's been through more. I gotta tell you, friеnd, that the more you go through in the process of the potter's hand, the more you're worth.)