Gone, Play On

This never ending song is
scratching scratching my brain
like a vinyl in desire
This never ending thought is
coming and is gone
It's traveling on a plane on my way
And in a highway too
as if I speak for you and I say
that you did those things I did
in the past it's true
And in a highway too
in a truck I do
keep your stuff in my pocket
just like I did with the days we flew
This never ending thought is
coming and is gone
it's traveling on a plane on my way
This never ending song is coming
and is gone
it's traveling on a plane on my way
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on
Gone play on