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

In a truck I do

Keep your stuff in my pocket

Just like I did with the days we flew

This never ending song 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

Gone play on