Bill Anderson - Not Really Living At All lyrics

What is my reason for going on living

When I'm not really living at all?

I come home in the evening

There's no laughter there to fill the air

A cool lonely room to meet me

Nobody here to greet me.

Where has our love gone?

And then my thoughts

Begin to stray back to a happy yesterday

When love was here beside me

Your love was here to guide me

where did I go wrong?

What is my reason for going on living

When I'm not really living at all?

I reach down for the paper

And I see a toy our little boy

Left layin' there, it haunts me

I wonder if he ever wants me

To play his little games?

I guess I never took the time

To fix a hurt or make a rhyme

Or carry him on my shoulder

Will he forgive me when he's older

Or will he remember my name?

What is my reason for going on living

When I'm not really living at all?

I found a puppy down the street

With big sad eyes and muddy feet

There's nobody here to claim him

No one ]round here to name him

Or take him for a walk

I keep him here for company

And he looks up so sad at me

Each time he sees me crying he knows

Inside I'm dying if only he could talk.

What is my reason for going on living

When I'm not really living at all?

What is my reason for going on living

When I'm not really living at all?...