Gone

Maybe I’m just getting cold,
‘cause I’m sure not getting old,
now, you used to have a heart,
but now it’s just a stone,
and though I’m standing here,
know that I’m already long gone.

Gone baby, gone
with no one to hold,
gone baby, gone
and the seeds are all planted,
only our shadows will remain,
after we’re gone baby, gone

So, we’ve got some time,
to make a dream,
but I can’t read your mind,
so tell me what you’re thinking,
with no one to hold,
gone baby, gone…