Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
Frances Black
The sun goes down, the curtain sways
The stars come out the moon delays
I see the moon a lot these days
Since you've gone
Don't understand the reasons why
No explanations, no goodbye
I'm hurt but I refuse to cry
Since you've gone, since you've been gone
I miss the company
Our course I do, of course I do
Wouldn't you?
Lord, I'm not made of stone
I'm flesh and bone and all alone
Since you've been gone
I blew a fuse on Monday night
I fixed it up, no fuss, no fight
Now the room's in candlelight
Since you've gone
In fact I think I'll leave it be
I ask myself we both agree
It suits the hour and it suits me
Since you've gone, since you've been gone
I miss the company
Our course I do, of course I do
Wouldn't you?
Lord, I'm not made of stone
I'm flesh and bone and all alone
The sun goes down, the curtain sways
The stars come out, the moon delays
I see the moon a lot these days
Since you've gone, since you've been gone
Since You’ve Gone was written by Mick Hanly.
Since You’ve Gone was produced by Arty McGlynn & Pearse Dunne.