GONE ©Ricki E. Bellos Springtime Fly on the wings of love A time to dream of When young Drown in each perfect day Love like there’s no escape I’m older now Much colder than I was Must be because You’re gone I’m older now Much colder than I was Must be because You’re gone I recall everything Old pain can bring In dreams you come to me Then slip away Sleep all day Night’s too long In dreams you come to me Then slip away Sleep all day Night’s too long I promised not to cry You swore not to lie Lying here Is what dying must be like Fading of light Then it’s gone Lying here Is what dying must be like Fading of light Then it’s gone Gone, gone, gone
