Claire Lynch Follow

Gone -
Well I hate how that word rattles all around in this room
Alone -
Well his memory's so strong I can sweep it up with a broom
Tears -
If I shed any more I'm afraid they might wear out my face
Clear -
Yes it's clear to me now that his love can never be replaced

Because, love may be gone but never forgotten
His memory won't leave you alone
And the, train may be long gone from the station
But you, still hear the whistle moan
Still hear the whistle moan

(Instrumental)

Time-
Time got so slow and thick that the clock hardly ticks any more
Crime -
It's a crime how I sit there and stare like a dog at the door
Oooh Blame
Blame -
Oh yes I'll take the blame I admit I did not treat him right
Shame
Shame -
It's a shame layin here all alone on a cold windy night

You see, love may be gone but never forgotten
His memory won't leave you alone
And the, train may be long gone from the station
But you, still hear the whistle moan
Still hear the whistle moan

(Instrumental)

Love may be gone but never forgotten
His memory won't leave you alone
And the, train may be long gone from the station
But you, still hear the whistle moan, oh
Still hear the whistle moan