With no one to love it's a desolate land
Without love it's a desolate land
With no one to love it's a desolate land
I woke this morning in a dead wasteland
A dismal emptiness; a desolate land
The end of the world appears to be at hand
And here I am a lonely man
Yea without love it's a desolate land
No sign of life; no nothing at all
And as fast as I run; I seem to crawl
This empty vacuum has me in its hand
And I seem to be captive in this desolate land
Yea without love it's a desolate land
The vultures are circling just right above
And here I am with no one to love; no one at all
I've been exiled; yea I know; and I'm all alone
And now here I am in this desolate land
Without love it's a desolate land