When I think about  the time that I spent
Crying in my beer. juke box pounding
misery form ear to ear.   (Clint Black)

I sang you gone a million years ago .
there was a hole where you were already
so when you closed the door behind you
I had already sang you gone.

Just a sweet refrain, a diminished chord.
a bit of reality misting away oh lord.
That hole you left is a hole in my heart
cause baby I have sung you gone.

As the days tick by  I fill that hole
with busy things,you know.
Able now to feel the ebb and the  flow
Visions of our used to be's  in my music

lyrics that I write,They echo about you
they can only take me to the window
as I look for somethings new
I'm sorry darling,there is a new dawn   rising
cause I long time sang you gone.