Gone With the Winner

Waiting for the noise to disappear The crying of the saint The pining of the fool I never had the time to pray Waiting for the sound to calm my way I'm tired of asking why I'm dying everyday You're leaving now, your lips Are gone, gone with the winner (gone with the wind) Gone, gone with the wind And now it's like a silent film that's Running in my head Gone, gone with the wind (Gone with the wind!) And now it's like a silent film that's Running in my head Gone, gone with the wind Coming with desolate state of mind You wouldn't've gone to war The slave to every tear I'm waiting for the smoke to fade I listen to this calling in your eyes The crying of the saint The pining of a fool You're leaving now, your lips Are gone, gone with the winner (gone with the wind) Gone, gone with the wind And now it's like a silent film that's Running in my head Gone, gone with the wind And now it's like a silent film that's Running in my head Gone, gone with the wind (Gone with the wind!) It's like a silent film that's Running in my head Gone, gone with the winner Gone, gone with the wind And now...