Me Without You,Again©1998 Genea Parker
Youíd think Iíd be used to it, watching as you walk away.
Knowing you have to go, hoping youíll be back one day.
But each time it happens, a part of me goes too.
No matter how far you go, my heart is always with you.
You told me not to cry, so I smiled and said ok.
But when you turned your back, I wiped my tears away.
The parking lot was empty, when I got into my car.
I headed straight for home, but didnít get very far.
As your plane flew overhead, tears streamed down my face.
I knew no other person on earth, could ever take your place.
I sat by the side of the road crying, my heart breaking in two.
Will I ever get used to this, get used to me without you?
Itís me without you again, like itís been before.
Itís we with only one again, a play with no encore.
Trying to keep focused on lifeís open doors.
Even though itís me again, without you like before.