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After You're Gone
After you're gone
How will I go to work?
Who will I phone
To talk through the silent evening
After you're gone?
You're part of my life,
A piece of my tapestry.
On what rock
Will my castle rest
After you're gone?
Time will turn
But without hands.
How will I eat
Without my day on your dish
After you're gone?
You're the only place
I can put myself.
No hopes or dreams
Can fill my tumbling days
After you're gone. |
| Nicholas Gordon |
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| Name: r. standfield | 2005-03-20 |
very good
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| Too true |
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| Name: SOPHIE | 2005-04-02 |
| this is sooo sad makes me think of my late husband |
| good |
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| Name: hooeva | 2005-04-25 |
| thats sound funny for me...this not make me sound lost its make me laugh |
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