After You, Who? (Live / New York City, NY / June 20-22, 1991)

Though with joy I should be reeling
That at last you've come my way
There's no further use concealing
That I'm feeling far from gay
For the rare allure about you
Makes me all the plainer see
How inane, how vain, how empty
Life without you would be

After you, who could supply my sky of blue?
After you, who could I love?
After you, why would I take the time to try?
For who else could qualify after you?
Hold my hand and swear you'll never cease to care
For without you there, what could I do?
I could search years, but who else could change my tears
Into laughter after you?

Hold my hand and swear you'll never cease to care
For without you there, what could I do?
I could search years, but who else could change my tears
Into laughter after you?