When I was away from you, I had plenty of nothing real to do,
Hoping I could feel, someday, like I could be satisfied some way,
Then I felt you touch me,
And, when I looked into your eyes, I knew how much you'd mean to me.
Where can I go?
What can I do?
Where can I go?
There's no life away from you.
When they walked away from you they asked if I would follow too,
But I know what it's like behind; the way I was, was less than fine,
Then I felt you touch me,
And, when I looked into your eyes, I knew how much you'd mean to me.
Where can I go?
What can I do?
Where can I go?
There's no life away from you,
No life away from you.
When they walked away from God one day, they turned to me, and asked if I was going to stay,
But oh, where can I go?
Where can I go?
All of us have gone astray, lonely all along the way,
When our hope came shining down, we turned our heads, we turned around,
Then I felt you touch me,
And, when I looked into your eyes, I knew how much you'd mean to me.
Where can I go?
What can I do?
Where can I go?
There's no life away from you,
Where can I go?
What can I do?
Where can I go?
