She's Gone - Jack Ingram

SHE’S GONE

Jack Ingram

I should have seen it coming

Death upon my bed

She never even gave me time to turn around

She’s like a freight train screaming

Goodbye to the lost and found

She’s gone and I don’t think she’s coming back

She’s like a gray horse running

From a shot fired into the air

A painter painting nothing but yellow squares

I’m sitting lost and useless

And I’m pulling out all my hair

She’s gone and I don’t think she’s coming back

I know I could have told her any day

That I loved her and I wanted her to stay

I could have made it easy

By what I chose not to say

She’s gone and I don’t think she’s coming back

I know I could have told her any day

That I loved her and I wanted her to stay

I could have made it easy

By what I chose not to say

She’s gone and I don’t think she’s coming back

She’s gone and I don’t think she’s coming back