This world that I live in is empty and cold This loneliness cuts me and tears at my soul I'm no child of destiny, no fortune's son I've just chased you so long now, I'm too weak to run So here I return to a back street of thrills Back to any warm shoulder till she's got her fill And then I treat shame like an old friend from home That I can lean on till the misery is gone A new day is here yet nothing is new You're still gone and I tremble for you I cry out at bedtime no, please not tonight But again there's your footsteps and I turn on the light Of course you're not there, no, you never are Then I try to forget that there's always a bar And well, I win that battle, yes, sometimes I do But sleep doesn't come when I tremble for you