The Theory of Everything

When you're gone

Hold onto love that is what I do now that I've found you.
And from above everything's stinking, they're not around you. 

And in the night, I could be helpless,
I could be lonely, sleeping without you. 

And in the day, everything's complex,
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you. 

But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. Hey, baby... 

Hold onto my hands, I feel I'm sinking, sinking without you.
And to my mind, everything's stinking, stinking without you. 

And in the night, I could be helpless,
I could be lonely, sleeping without you. 

And in the day, everything's complex,
There's nothing simple, when I'm not around you. 

But I'll miss you when you're gone, that is what I do. Hey, baby!
And it's going to carry on, that is what I do. hey, baby...