When you're away and I crawl into bed, I miss your gentle touch on my tired face, It's then I know when all is done and said-- Without you, this is just another place. That pillow seems so empty when you're gone-- The one by mine where you once laid your head. The nights are lonely when I sleep alone; Without you this is just another bed. My darling I have loved you all my life. I even love your days I could not know; And where I wander in this world of strife Without you's just another place to go.