Gone with the Girl Lyrics

My love, she left, I lost faith in the world

Hurts me so bad that I'm gone with the girl

I'm so in love that I'm gone

Cause I had it all, I gave it all away

Desire in my faith, I said it's gone with the girl

Gone with the girl, yeah

Cause anything you want, baby, do you know I'll do it for you

I'll do it for you

Is there anything I deserve

You made love, my darling, I'll give it for you

Ooh, ooh, ooh

What do I have to say

What do I need to say to keep you staying safe

Safe for you

My love, she left, I lost faith in the world

Hurts me so bad that I'm gone with the girl

It's all gone now

Cause I had it all, I gave it all away

Desire in my faith, I said it's gone with the girl

Gone with the girl, yeah

Making me crazy, definitely

Knowing she's gone indefinitely

I took my mind, she took my heart

sold her my destiny

What will become of me

Assuming she's coming back

You hope the queen see

I make some mistakes and I can't retract

I sit, search, write you words for poems

I want to recite

I hope that you listen and not dismiss

And my spirit is under attack

Life alone, peritory, share the throne, mandatory

Let's rewrite the annals of history

I hope deep down that you're missing me, but you're gone

History, soldiers misery

Our efforts change everything

Forget the consequence

But what would cease to be

That which just won't be

Won't be

Whoa, whoa, whoa

My love, she left

I lost faith in the world

Hurts me so bad, and it's gone with the girl

It's all gone now

Cause I had it all, I gave it all away

Designed with my faith, I said it's gone with the girl

But you, you just have to have that thing

And if you do that, you destroy it completely

And therefore, after every attempt to get it, you feel disappointed

You feel empty, you feel something is lost

And therefore you want it again

You have to keep repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating, because you never really got there

And lots of parents do that to their children

You have to keep repeating, repeating, repeating, repeating, because you never really got there

They hold on too hard

And so take a life out of this transient, beautifully fragile thing that life is

And to have it, to have life, and to have its pleasure, you must at the same time let go of it

Repeating, repeating, because you never really got there

And then, you can feel perfectly free to have that pleasure in the most gutsy, rollicking, earthy, lip-licking way

Repeating, repeating, because you never really got there

Once whole being taken over by a kind of undulative, convulsive ripple, which is like the very pulse of life itself

This can happen only if you let go