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Woorden: Chris Daughtry. Daughtry. Gone.

Feeling like this could only mean, I'm sinking
Feeling like this could only mean, I'm sinking
Well, I'm sinking pull me out

Every time I see your clothes scattered out on the floor
I say, I thought you would be home, you said you never would be gone
Every time I see the light not burning on the porch
I say, I thought you would be home, you said you never would be gone
But you are, you are

Feeling overwhelmed, I take a dive
To a once overfilled but now empty place to hide
The day you turned on me is the day I died
And I've forgotten what it's like and how it feels to be alive

Every time I see your clothes scattered out on the floor
I say, I thought you would be home, you said you never would be gone
Every time I see the light not burning on the porch
I say, I thought you would be home, you said you never would be gone

Reach up to the sky, when nothing seems to go right
When nothing seems to go right for me

Every time I see your clothes scattered out on the floor
I say, I thought you would be home, you said you never would be gone
Every time I see the light not burning on the porch
I say, I thought you would be home, you never would be gone
I thought you would be home, I thought you would be home
You said you never would be gone but you are