Your radiance, like a spring sunrise,
melts the cold of winter’s freeze.
I can feel you in the summer’s rain,
your voice whispers with autumn’s breeze.
I smell your favourite perfume,
your good taste lingers in the air.
I miss nothing about you,
just the fact that, you’re not there.

And life’s not fair!
And life’s not fair!
Life’s so unfair!

I can’t go on since you’ve been gone:
Put me out, put me out of my misery. End my misery.
I can’t go on. I can’t go on.
Put me out, put me out of my misery.

I picture you in my mind’s eye,
my memories – are crystal clear.
I can feel you all around me,
close my eyes and see you here.
I’ve wept a raging river,
cried out my last despair.
I miss nothing about you,
just the fact that, you’re not there.

And life’s not fair!
And life’s not fair!
Life’s so unfair!

I can’t go on since you’ve been gone:
Put me out, put me out of my misery. End my misery.
I can’t go on. I can’t go on.
Put me out, put me out of my misery.

I see you smile – on a video.
I hear your voice – on the answerphone.
I can feel you tearing, tearing at my heart.
I lie awake – every single night.
I just don’t know how to put things right.
I just don’t know … what went wrong (baby)? But

I can’t go on since you’ve been gone:
It’s the end, it’s the end of you and me. So end my misery.
I can’t go on since you’ve been gone:
Put me out, put me out of my misery.
I can’t go on. I can’t go on.
Put me out, put me out of my misery.

©20.2.2014 Andrew Robert Chapman