Not Without You
Words and Music by: Thomas A. Buechi

Mother, hold your son tonight, Hold him with all you might
‘Cause it’s not so good this time, He’s laid it all on the line
He needs your helping hand. To get him through
And it ain’t gonna get no better, Not with you
No, Not without you

Father, help your son if you can, He’s trying to hard to be a man
But it’s so hard to be like you, When all he seems to do is lose
Your son he needs your helping hand, To get him through
And it ain’t gonna get no better, Not with you
No, Not without you

Flyin’ on a cool, dry breeze. Lord, he just don’t know
They all say they love him, But it just don’t show, no, no
It just don’t show

Floatin’ on an amphetamine high, Tonight he’ll be all right
‘Cause the pain can’t touch him now,
The boy wants to change, but he just don’t know how
Without your helping hand, To get him through
And it ain’t gonna get no better, Not with you
No, Not without you
No, Not without you

Mother, hold your son tonight

© 1982 Thomas A. Buechi
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