Losing you was like losing an arm, in a war that I've fought since the
day I was born,
While the parliament talks and the mobsters make plans,
I look for the bird, that has flown from my hand,
Losing sleep in a Tel-Aviv hotel,
I cut holes in the sheets so that no one can tell,
To wear out on the town, a cloak for a ghost,
Who can pass through the walls of the hearts he needs most.
Sex without love, sex without love, sex without love is not easily done,
It takes gallons of wine, to quiet the blood,
Yer eyes may get drunk but your mind won't shut up enough
To touch her without trust,
Are you strong enough for sex without love?
Cutting the wings so I turn with each steps,
Its been down the same track since the day that you left,
The telephone takes all the truth from your voice,
While your friends draw their swords and scream freedom of choice,
Its been into the breach, its been travel or die,
The planes that we ride track the sun through the sky,
So the sun never sets, the timezones just change,
You can travel all night and not make up one day,
Sex without love, sex without love, sex without love is not easily done,
It takes gallons of wine, to quiet the blood,
Yer eyes may get drunk but your mind won't shut up enough
To touch her without trust,
Are you strong enough for sex without love?
Losing you was like losing the plot, to a story I wrote an then somehow
forgot,
Pour the wine from the glass, wipe the smudge from the edge,
The thought from my head an the smell from the bed,
Losing you was like losing an arm, in a war that I've fought since the
day I was born.