Put down the coffee cup
And throw your guitar up
And I play for a while
Well I guess I haven't played for a while
Still have a letter to send you
And a broken heart to mend
I was played...
Now I guess I'll just keep waiting it out
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone
And it burns in a worst kind of away
So I'll just write a song
And hope you'll hear it someday
But what I do with all your stuff
You know I guess it don't mean much
And I'm wasting my time
Figuring what's yours and what's mine
And of all the things you left
My heart's the one I'd wish you'd catch
You know everything's fine
Then again not everything's fine
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone
And it burns in a worst kind of away
So I'll just write a song
And hope you'll hear it someday
Cause once you're gone then you're really gone
And it burns me in a worst kind of away
So I'll just sing a song
And hope you'll hear it someday, someday, someday
I'll just sing a song
And hope you'll hear it someday
Someday