You were gone; yet another song.
14/10/2009
Write away what we had.
So it was a hobby, an experiment, a fad.
You were the one, the one, the one.
But me? An old face, forgotten name, just someone.
Today you were gone.
I’m alone now.
You’re probably stoned now, and
I’m all alone now,
I promise I’ve grown now,
Can’t you hear me moan now?
Why postphone now?
Wow, wo-aw, wo-aw.
Oh oh oh.
No kisses on the end of your love letter.
Would being apart make it all better?
Two years, too long,
How can a number make this wrong?
Yesterday you were gone.
I’m alone now.
You’re probably stoned now, and
I’m all alone now,
I promise I’ve grown now,
Can’t you hear me moan now?
Why postphone now?
Wow, wo-aw, wo-aw.
Oh oh oh.
Just up and run away,
And what did you say?
It’s hard to remember,
The fire just leaves embers.
And last week you were gone.
I’m alone now.
You’re probably stoned now, and
I’m all alone now,
I promise I’ve grown now,
Can’t you hear me moan now?
Why postphone now?
Wow, wo-aw, wo-aw.
Oh oh oh.
All has been burnt,
The lesson has been learnt,
I’ve found someone new,
Someone better than you.
(pause)
Sometimes I forget you were gone.
Juiced 12:05 pm
