After You've Gone

(albüm: Design For Living - 1999)

Unhitch that wagon
Unhitch that star
I'll take my moonbeams
Home in a jar
Yes, I come stumbling
Home to this bed
These words come tumbling
Best left unsaid

And in the middle of it
You make a riddle of it
Where do we go from here
And in the middle of it
You say you really love it
But that it won't last a year

Where will I hide my face
Where am I going to run
Whose gonna take your place
After you've gone

Blankets of roses
To make my bed
One stoney pillow
To lay my head

And in the middle of it
You make a riddle of it
Where do we go from here
And in the middle of it
You say you really love it
But that it won't last a year

Where will I hide my face
Where am I going to run
Whose gonna take your place
After you've gone
After you've gone

And in the middle of it
You make a riddle of it
Where do we go from here
And in the middle of it
You say you really love it
But that it won't last a year

Where will I hide my face
Where am I going to run
Whose gonna take your place
After you've gone

Where will I hide my face
Where am I going to run
Whose gonna take your place
After you've gone

After you've gone
After you've gone
After you've gone