Suede - He's Gone Lyrics
Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone,You pour all the love that you keep inside into a song,Like hes gone, and these are the thoughts that you keep inside,You smile from your window, and stand all aloneAnd pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone, into the phoneAnd like the leaves on the trees, like the carpenters song,Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young,Hes gone and it feels like the words to a songWith the style of a widow, and the place of your ownYou pour all the words that you keep inside into the phone, and sit aloneCos there are the thoughts that you keep insideAnd you smile from your window and stand all aloneAnd pour all the love that you keep inside into a song, into a song,And like the leaves on the trees, like the carpenters song,Like the planes and the trains and the lives that were young,Hes gone and it feels like the words to a songAnd like the stains on the names of the lives that were gone,Hes gone and it feels like the words to a song,So gone, so gone...
