Without you I'm nothing, darkened by the dust
Without you I'm nothing, a dying albatross
I was there sitting deep in a fog
Reach for miracles to highlight my flaws
I'll be something when I know what I lost
Jostled by the letters scribbled on a page
Written by an author I can't recall the name
Walking through the desert, stillness sifts inside
Focus on the pattern, the sun will set in time
I was there open to a change, seeking calm, a balance to the plains
I was there holding on again, to what little I offer in the end.
I'll be something next time when you see me again
Without you I'm nothing, darkened by the dust
Without you I'm nothing, a dying albatross"