Her eyes tell the story so well
She tries hard to hide
So little expected
Too often neglected,
A woman stripped of her pride

Always so carefull not to cry
Untill I fall asleep
In there in the silence
She lays with a tear on her cheek

The thought comes to mind
That I've read it sometime
Or hear it I can't quite recall

There a man without love's is only half of a man
But a woman is nothing at all

She knows I don't love her
Although heaven knows how I tried
Her reason for living
For aid or giving
Is one thing that she can denying
Without any warning
In the out of the morning
She cries

Hurt deeping inside
The try so to hide
Is beginning to show in her eyes

And a tought comes to mind
There I've read it sometime
Or hear it I can't quite recall
There a man without love's only half of a man
But a woman is nothing at all

Yes, a man without love's only half of a man
But a woman is nothing at all