Текст песни He's Gone

Eyes on the phone

You pour all the love that you keep inside

Into a song

Like 'He's Gone'

And these are the thoughts that you keep inside

You smile from your window

And stand all alone

And pour all the love that you keep inside

Into the phone

Into the phone

And like the leaves on the trees

Like the Carpenters song

Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young

He's gone

And it feels like the words to a song

With the style of a widow

And the place of your own

You pour all the words that you keep inside

Into the phone

And sit alone

And these are the thoughts that you keep inside

And smile from your window

And stand all aloneSuede - He's Gone - http://ru.motolyrics.com/suede/hes-gone-lyrics.html

And pour all the love that you keep inside

Into a song

into a song

And like the leaves on the trees

Like the Carpenters song

Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young

He's gone

And it feels like the words to a song

And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young

He's gone

And it feels like the words to a song

And like the leaves on the trees

Like the Carpenters song

Like the planes and the trains and they lives that were young

He's gone

And it feels like the words to a song

And like the stains on the names of the lives of the young

He's gone

And it feels like the words to a song

So gone

So gone

Suede He's Gone