Without Him - Astrud Gilberto

Love is a beautiful thing

When it knows how to swing

And it grooves like a clock

But the hands on the clock

Tell the lovers to part

And it’s breakin' my heart

To have to spend another day without him

Doo dooo doo doo

I spend the night in a chair

Thinking' he’ll be there

But he never comes

Then I wake up and wipe

The sleep from my eyes

And I rise, to face another day

Without him

It’s just no good anymore

When you walk through the door

Of an empty room

Then you go inside and set a table for one

It’s not fun

To spend another day without him

We burst the pretty balloon

Took us to the moon

Such a beautiful thing

But it’s ended now and it sounds like a lie

If I said I’d rather die

Than be without him

Love is a beautiful thing

When it knows how to swing

And it grooves like a clock

But the hands on the clock

Tell the lovers to part

And it’s breakin' my heart

To have to spend another day without him