When You're Gone
(music r graber, words s macdonald
Think about the earth and the sun and the moo
Tell me how we should react when they turn into your spittoo
You'd like to make as much as your age by twenty fiv
I'd like to make a lasting impression while I'm still aliv
When you're gon
Time to take a serious look at what really count
I won't judge people by sizes of bank account
It makes no sense when the working is so har
Money is money is cash you can't send me a postcar
When you're gon
You somehow come you somehow go is there something more you need to kno
No insight love or lasting pain but you know it isn't just some game and all this mean
I know one thing this is this is happiness I guess and all I really know is thi
When you're gone...