Woman Without Love

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 careful not to cry
Not till I fall asleep
And there in the silence
She lies with a tear on her cheek

And a thought comes to mind
Did I read it sometime?
Or hear it, I can't quite recall

That a man without love´s only half a man
But a woman is nothing at all

Woman without love

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
Then there in the silence
She lies with a tear on her cheek

And a thought comes to mind
Did I read it sometime?
Or hear it,  I can't quite recall

That 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 
Is to go right on giving
Is one thing that she´s been denied
Without any warning 
In the wee hours of the morning
She cries 

The hurt deeping inside 
She tries so to hide
Is beginning to show in her eyes

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

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