A Tree Grows in Brooklyn: Love is the Reason

I've been away, been away, been away too long

And I've been gone, gone twenty seven days, haven't been so strong

I got some bad blood rushing through my veins as it rots my bones

Now the lone, lone devil on my shoulder says my love is gone

There must be something in the way, cause it won't come back

I ain't got one thing I could say, I could say no more

I made my way, made my way, made my way back home

I could say, I'm okay, I; m okay though I know I'm not

This heart in me has been replaced and it's made of stone

I think you should get away, get away from me before I start to rust

Before the pain, pain, pain in my stomach turns my bones to dust

Oh, it's such a shame, shame,

Shame, I complain though I know I'm wrong

Now I got nothing left to say except my love is gone

Now I got nothing left to say except my love is gone

There's nothing wrong at all