She was standing in the wings that night
I saw her weeping before the lights
Blinded my eyes
Yes, blinded my eyes

I saw her taking of a wedding band
And whisper to the stage door man
But I was high
Yes, I was too high

High on the sound
As the crowd called out my name
I though that I could take it
I paid my dues to make it
To me it was a foolish game

But without you, girl (without you, girl)
Nothing is the same (ooh-ooh-ooh)
The song I write is pity
The song I sing are empty
I need you by my side again
I need a friend

Damn the critics and the Rolling Stone
Promotion men and agency gnomes
My mind is blown
I’m so alone

Wind me up and I can dance and sing
Like a puppet on a string
I play my guitar
They say I’m a star

Who am I fooling
What does it all mean
The audience is screaming
Celebrities I’m meeting
The money and the limousines

‘Cause without you, girl (without you, girl)
Nothing is the same (ooh-ooh-ooh)
The song I write is pity
The song I sing are empty
I need you by my side again
I need a friend