Since you've been gone
All that's left is a band of gold.
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were here with me.
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room
Filled with gladness filled with gloom
Hoping soon
That you'd walk through that door
And love me like you tried before.
All that's left is a band of gold
All that's left of the dreams I hold
Is a band of gold
And the dream of what love could be
If you were here with me.