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When Its Gone

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  • Where's the word for the sadness
    Where's the poetry in the pain
    Where's the color in the stain where the tears fallen
    It's gone, it's just gone.
    Where's the method to this madness
    As we create the suffering
    And we do each other in and we still hold on
    But it's gone, it's just gone
    (Bridge)
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on living a memory
    Mulling it over endlessly
    Whey is that so hear for me to see
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on trying to live a lie
    And when he cries, I know it's over
    But I may never know why.
    There's no face in the locket
    There's no play for the past
    I'll put it back in my pocket
    It was never meant to last
    It's just gone.
    (repeat bridge)
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on living a memory
    Mulling it over endlessly
    Whey is that so hear for me to see
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on trying to live a lie
    And when he cries, I know it's over
    But I may never know why.
    There's no word for the sadness
    There's no poetry in the pain
    There's no color in the stain where the tears have fallen
    It's gone, it's just gone
    It's gone, it's just gone
    Well, it's gone.
  • Where's the word for the sadness
    Where's the poetry in the pain
    Where's the color in the stain where the tears fallen
    It's gone, it's just gone.
    Where's the method to this madness
    As we create the suffering
    And we do each other in and we still hold on
    But it's gone, it's just gone
    (Bridge)
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on living a memory
    Mulling it over endlessly
    Whey is that so hear for me to see
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on trying to live a lie
    And when he cries, I know it's over
    But I may never know why.
    There's no face in the locket
    There's no play for the past
    I'll put it back in my pocket
    It was never meant to last
    It's just gone.
    (repeat bridge)
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on living a memory
    Mulling it over endlessly
    Whey is that so hear for me to see
    He says it's gone
    And he can't go on trying to live a lie
    And when he cries, I know it's over
    But I may never know why.
    There's no word for the sadness
    There's no poetry in the pain
    There's no color in the stain where the tears have fallen
    It's gone, it's just gone
    It's gone, it's just gone
    Well, it's gone.