Gone

There were times you should have stalled As you sailed into the fog Like a dog I smelled your fear Lord knows you should have been here with me But you were gone These days roll sleepily by I can hear the old trains cry There will always be be a moon Pulling me away from you You're gone, gone, gone, gone Gone are the days when the wind would brush my face Gone are the days when you're the wind... And gone are the days when YOUR heavy heart is worn on my sleeve Ooooo ooo ooo ooo ooo (continued through background until the end) Take back your pictures Take back your letters Don't send me send postcards Telling me you miss me Cause I'm trying here! I'm trying here! Fuck what they're saying My mind is made up They're all just starving Like the rest of us And I'm trying here OHhh! I'm trying here! Gone are the days when the wind would brush my face Gone are the days when you're the wind... And gone are the days when MY heavy heart is worn on my sleeve (notice the contrast from "your" to "my" when referring to a heavy heart, from the middle chorus to the end chorus :()