GONE

SO I'M KNOCKING ON YOUR DOOR
BUT YOU AIN'T HOME NOW ANYMORE
IT REMAINS INSIDE OF ME
WITH EVERY DAY I CAN SEE
NOW THAT YOUR ROSES ARE GONE
ITS UP TO ME TO BE THE (ONLY) ONE
TO ME ITS LIKE A PICTURE OF YOU
WITH SUNLIGHT BURSTING THRU
FEELS LIKE A FLOWER ON MY WAY
BUT NOW IT'S MUCH MORE TO SAY
I THINK YOUR HEART IS WIPED AWAY
AND YOU AIN'T COMING HOME TODAY

(donnerstag, 21. dezember 1995)