Good and Gone

It’s been a long time driving

To get me good and gone

In the morning light I can see you in my memory

And still hear the remnants of your song

Left a record turning on the table

That old soft familiar hum

I still hear the echoes of your silence

When I said tomorrow I’ll be gone

If you felt the weight of the words I am saying

You would not wait you’d just pull me back home

But you always wait yeah you’re always late

Cause you know I’ll come right back to your arms

Your dresser’s still filled with all my clothing

My shoes still lined up by the door

Will I be back someday to collect them

Or just stay away and buy some more

If you felt the weight of the words I am saying

You would not wait you’d just pull me back home

But you always wait yeah you’re always late

Cause you know I’ll come right back to your arms