From "The Ghost Poets", 1993, Razor & Tie Music Corp.
She looked a little bit like you
if I would only let her
Instead of howling at the moon
and wondering where you are...
(CHORUS:)
Nothing feels quite right
nothing feels quite right
since you've been gone, oh no...
Nothing feels quite right now, Baby
...since you've been gone
There are moments that I hold
so tight I almost break 'em
I bring 'em out when things get cold...
and Lord it's cold right now...
(CHORUS)
(BRIDGE):
Since the first time I held you through
the night
nothing's ever been the same
Rebel angels rage against the light
and play a waiting game...
Wherever you are goes my love
and don't you ever doubt it
So when you search the sky above
just kiss the wind and hold me tight...