When You're Gone

Well her eyes were as wild as the Cornish storm
But her heart like a cliff’s all battered and worn
Well we met in the Spring when she fits like a glove
And I’d bring her the roses like a Noah’s dove
But the madness of youth is the cardinal sin
I left her in the garden as the Autumn set in
She said «Oh I’ll be lonesome when you’re gone»
«I'll be lonesome»
«I'll be lonesome when you’re gone, when you’re gone»
Well I travelled across the ocean onto Wicklow Street
There was more there to smoke than there was there to eat
And the alleyways turned into hell and fire
All of their eyes burned in one cold desire
And the view from our eyes began to feel so tight
I woke up in the morning with the neon lights
And from the horns of the taxis to the crashing of the sea
The words that she said kept on holding me
She said «Oh I’ll be lonesome when you’re gone»
«I'll be lonesome»
«I'll be lonesome when you’re gone, when you’re gone»
Well her eyes were as wild as the Cornish storm
But now her heart like the cliff’s all battered and worn
Now I’m heading back home to where the ships come in
And I’m counting the stars now for all of my sin
And I’m hopin' and I’m prayin' as I’m walking down the street
That she’s waiting in the garden with the roses at her feet
Singing «Oh I’ll be lonesome when you’re gone»
«I'll be lonesome»
«I'll be lonesome when you’re gone»
«Oh I’ll be lonesome when you’re gone»
«I'll be lonesome»
«I'll be lonesome when you’re gone, when you’re gone»