You Can’t Miss What You Can’t Measure Funkadelic (Ft. Funkadelic)

Sitting here with a broken heart
Wishin' you'd come home for
Sitting here with breakin' hearts
I just can't go on

Oh, grief has got a hold on me
I can't think for myself
It's all because that woman of mine
Making love to someone else

I'm turning green from being blue
Without your face around
You found another to do your lovin'
And me you have put down, and I'm

Sitting here with a broken heart
Wishin' you'd come home cause
Sitting here with breakin' hearts
I just can't go on

I'm trudging water all through the house
I thought it was from my kitchen sink
I phoned the plumber to rush right over
And see if he could fix this leak

He rushed right over and he took a look
And much to my surprise
He said, "My son it's not your sink
It's teardrops from your eyes"