Gone, Play On

This never ending song, is scratching

Scratching my brain

Like a vinyl in desire

This never ending thought

Is coming and is gone

It's traveling on a plane on my way

And in a highway too, as if I speak for you and I say

That you did those things

I did in the past, it's true

And in a highway too in a truck I do

Keep your stuff in my pocket

Just like I did with the days we flew

This never ending thought

Is coming and is gone

It's traveling

On a plane on my way

This never ending song

Is coming and is gone

It's traveling

On a plane on my way

Gone, play on

Gone, play on, oh

Gone play on... gone play on

Gone, play on

Gone, play on, oh

Gone, play on... gone play on