Phoebe came to stay

She looks like summer and she smells like warm rain

We walked through neighbourhoods I've seen ten times before

But her eyes made them feel like something new

And without her, what am I supposed to do?

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I supposed to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her)

I think I'm a chore

I can't see the forest for the thick of it

Too busy looking at myself in polished glass

Measuring the asymmetric eyes that watch me

And without her, what am I supposed to do?

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I supposed to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I supposed to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I to do?)

And without her, what am I supposed to do? (Without her, what am I supposed to do?)

Without her, what am I supposed to do?

Without her, what am I supposed to do?

And without her, what am I?