There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you.
There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up.
There's a cold and darker aide of the moonlight.
An' there's a lonely aide of love.
[Chorus]
With you here. Jesus, I am strong; no sign of weakness.
With you gone, Jesus, I am hanging by a thread.
There's a certain kind of pain that can numb you.
There's a type of freedom that can tie you down.
Sometimes the unexplained can define you,
And sometimes, silence is the only sound.
[Chorus: Repeats]
There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up.
There's a cold and darker aide of the moonlight.
An' there's a lonely aide of love.
[Chorus]
With you here. Jesus, I am strong; no sign of weakness.
With you gone, Jesus, I am hanging by a thread.
There's a certain kind of pain that can numb you.
There's a type of freedom that can tie you down.
Sometimes the unexplained can define you,
And sometimes, silence is the only sound.
[Chorus: Repeats]
There's a kind of emptiness that can fill you.
There's a kind of hunger that can eat you up.
There's a cold and darker aide of the moonlight.
Writers: KIRKPATRICK, WAYNE/KENNEDY, GORDON SCOTT
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
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