Gone Songtext
von Simon Townshend
Gone Songtext
Make it a good one
′Cause it may be the last
Make it a full one
'Cause it may never last
All around the world
There′s people that hurt
There's so much imbalance on earth
Be sure to love her
'Cause she may soon be gone
Show him you care
As he may be the one
All down the streets
They′re fighting for peace
There′s so much that matters to us
But you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it′s gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it's gone, gone, gone
Break out a smile
And escape from the past
Take what you′re given
And raise up a glass
There′s someone to meet
Down every street
And so much imbalance on earth
And so much that matters to us
But you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it′s gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it's gone, gone, gone
Be grateful, small pleasures
Like a waltz here with you
Be done with the old year
And get on with the new
Go to the hills
And take in the thrills
So much is delicate stuff
There′s so much that matters to us
But you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
Make it a good one
′Cause it may be the last
′Cause it may be the last
Make it a full one
'Cause it may never last
All around the world
There′s people that hurt
There's so much imbalance on earth
Be sure to love her
'Cause she may soon be gone
Show him you care
As he may be the one
All down the streets
They′re fighting for peace
There′s so much that matters to us
But you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it′s gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it's gone, gone, gone
Break out a smile
And escape from the past
Take what you′re given
And raise up a glass
There′s someone to meet
Down every street
And so much imbalance on earth
And so much that matters to us
But you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it′s gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
'Til it's gone, gone, gone
Be grateful, small pleasures
Like a waltz here with you
Be done with the old year
And get on with the new
Go to the hills
And take in the thrills
So much is delicate stuff
There′s so much that matters to us
But you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won't know what you′ve got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
No, you won′t know what you've got
′Til it's gone, gone, gone
Make it a good one
′Cause it may be the last
Writer(s): Jochen Schmalbach, Simon Triebel, Aurora Asknes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

