LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeWhen I’m Gone
The telephone is ringing in the afternoonI was talking to your mother--about youYeah we were talking 'bout youShe said you were in the garden where the sunshine bloomsI can see you in the front lawnWhen I'm gone, my heart is with youAnd when I'm gone, my heart is with youAnd I know, I know I'll always be thinking, thinking aboutI hope you know I always call you my homeIt don't matter where I'm going or what I doI always come back, I always come back to youAnd I've got this funny feeling that I'll be seeing you soonI always come home, I always come home to youI live by the freeway on a fabric benchI wonder when the next that time I'll be fedI'm fed up, I'm fed up with thisYou're probably sleeping in your plastic houseI can see you in the front roomWhen I'm gone, my heart is with youAnd when I'm gone, my heart is with youI know, I know I'll always be thinking, thinking aboutI hope you know I always call you my homeIt don't matter where I'm going or what I doI always come back, I always come back to yoAnd I've got this funny feeling that I'll be seeing you soonI always come home, I always come home to youAnd I know, I know I'll always be thinking, thinking aboutI hope you know I'll always call you my homeIt don't matter where I'm going or what I doI always come back, I always come back to youAnd I've got this lovely feeling that I'll be seeing you soon'Cause I'm coming home, I'm coming home to you
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