I’m a leak without a bucket
And a storm without a cloud
I’m a pencil with no sharpener
In a game without a crowd
I’m a nail without a hammer
And a fuse without a plug
I’m a bolt without a spanner
Or a pellet with no slug
I’m a glove without a hand in
A remote without a telly
I’m a gap without a stand in
Or a mould without a jelly
I’m a whistle for the tuneless
And a push without a shove
When you’re not here I’m useless
As a man without his love
Lovely.