Žodžiai dainai: Adem. Gone Away.

Wherever you've gone it's the same to me
Be it ocean or London - wherever you call home.
All dressed up in your finery
You'll take what you can again

And every love I've ever had
With envy and vanity
Has sworn me to secrecy
So tell me: how can we share out these things
That weren't mine or yours, but ours?

I wonder if you are alone tonight
You're probably laughing at me
Wearing your clothes and your make up
That you always left off for me

It's alright
Everything will be alright
We had a good time
There's plenty more left for me
It's alright
Everything will be alright
Though it might take a long time
You'll be a memory

It sunned and it rained and it sunned again
On the trip that I took away
And looking back with all honesty
It reflected the moods that I had