Gone, he is never coming back Gone, the sky has turned an inky black Gone, the world's become an empty place Gone, now I'll never see his face Gone are his eyes of brown Gone is his wrinkled frown Gone is the smell of musk Gone is the thrill of morning lust, now he's… Gone, there's a hollow in the bed Gone, now I wish that he were dead Gone, are the days he spent with me Gone, now that I am finally free Gone are his desperate pleas Gone, when he was on his knees Gone, the hollow I love yous Gone, the never-ending blues, now he's gone Gone, the bell has tolled it's final peal Gone, was our love so very real? Gone, the crow has called it's sorry song Gone, now the man is truly long gone Gone is the golden dawn Gone are his looks of scorn Gone is the misery Gone, the times he laughed at me Gone, the threats of suicide Gone, my hope to be his bride Gone, the throes of ecstasy Gone, all the jealousy, now he's gone