Irons In The Fire - Robin Gibb

All my hair is grey

And I watch another day

Passing by the orchid of my age

So I’m older neither hand nor shoulder

Tapestries of you fallin' to view

Irons in the fire

But my flames are getting higher

It seems I’m just a hopeless case without you

Without your face, I’m an empty place

Without your voice, I’m a helpless choice

Why am I still alive?

When you’re not there I can’t survive

Mentally on the hole you stole my soul

Still I will cry, for the night you’ve said goodbye

And every tear will clearly bear your name

Irons in the fire

But my flames are getting higher

It seems I’m just a hopeless case without you

Without your face, I’m an empty place

Without your voice, I’m a helpless choice