I’m Gone Songtext
von Lloyd Cole

The sheets and I in disarray
In evidence before the light of day
A robe is strewn across the floor
The wind blows in through the open door
And I′m gone

The sky is clear, the road is wide
There's not a single sign of life
A suitcase filled with memorabilia
And one last shot in the magazine
And I′m gone


And how could it be so wrong
When it was so right?
When it was so right

The sheets and I in disarray
In evidence before the light of day
A robe is strewn across the floor
The wind blows in through the open door
And I'm gone

And how could it be so wrong
Could it be so wrong
When it was so right