(D. Loccorriere/R. Sawyer)

She left without warning me of where or when she'd go
She'd never knew the way my love would grow

Now broken glass is on the floor, each piece reflects her face
I need the high but I can't stand the taste

I need the high to keep me from losing my mind
I hope I can get by, it happens every time
And I wonder where she goes to find the one who'll take my place
I need the high but I can't stand the taste

She told me that my sweet love was hard to be without
But the sweetness turned to bitter in my mouth
And the bottle's all I've got to hold, but it won't say goodbye
I can't stand this taste but Lord I need the high

I need the high to keep me from losing my mind
I hope I can get by, it happens every time
And I wonder where she goes to find the one who'll take my place
I need the high but I can't stand the taste

I need the high but I can't stand the taste

(c)1976 Sunbury Music Ltd.