Gone

Gone are the doting days
Gone are my nights with you
Gone are the plans we made, dear honey
Now I've got nothing to do
And I feel bad
I feel good
I feel bad

Gone are your loving looks
Gone is your fiendish laugh
Gone are the days I'd trace your goings
Like you was all I had
And I feel bad
I feel good
I feel bad

Can I forget about us
Long enough now
To maintain my own love?
Will it blow my way?
Who's to say
Anymore?

Gone is the life we made
It's pace and it's cadence too
Gone are the thoughts I thought were me
That it turns ourn were you
And I feel bad
I feel good
I feel good
I feel bad

So, gone are the doting days
Gone are my nights with you
Gone are the plans we made, dear honey
Now I've got nothing to do
And I feel bad
I feel good
I feel good
I feel bad



Credits
Writer(s): Tim Bulster
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