He's Gone Songtext

von Suede

Tears on a pillow, eyes on the phone,
You pour all the love that you keep inside into a song
Like "he's gone"
And these are the thoughts that you keep inside
You smile from your window and stand all alone
And pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone

And like the leaves on the trees
Like the Carpenters song
Like the planes and the trains and the lifes that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

With the style of a widow, and a place of your own
You pour all the love that you keep inside into the phone
And sit alone
Cos there are thoughts that you keep inside
And you smile from your window
And stand all alone
And 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 lifes that were young
He's gone
And it feels like the words to a song

And like the stains on the names of the lifes that were young
He's gone and it feels like the words to a song
So gone, so gone