...when you´re gone

I've been wandering around the house all night, wondering what the hell to do.
Yeah, I'm trying to concentrate but all I can think of is you.
The phone don't ring 'cause my friends ain't home,
I'm tired of being all alone.
Got the tv on 'cause the radio's playing songs that remind me of you.

I keep driving up and down these streets trying to find somewhere to go.
I'm looking for a familiar face but there's no one I know.
This is torture, this is pain. It feels like I'm gonna go insane.
I hope you're coming back real soon, 'cause i don't know what to do.

Baby when you're gone, I realize I'm in love.
Days go on and on and the nights just seem so long.
Even food don't taste that good, drink ain't doing what it should.
Things just feel so wrong.
Baby, when you´re gone.


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