Pounds and Pounds

And it's out of breath And it's spinning around In love with the sound of its own voice And its toughest skin has been stretched so thin, it's invisible to us And if I forget will your hand be soft and guide me through it? And above all the rest I can't seem to pound my fist in deep enough... There is no end without you There is no end without you There is no sun to keep us warm in the winter Without you I am... I am... I am... without you