I keep staring at the clock stumbling round the house in shock
I don't know what I feel I can't believe that this is real
I don't know what to wear I don't know who will be there
I wanna call you, I wanna cry I don't wanna say good-bye

Turn the key make the drive park and watch the cars arrive
Friends I never knew you had it's moving slow it's moving fast
I walk by your photograph I hear your voice I hear your laugh
Everybody's dressed in black I still think you're coming back
How could you be gone, how could you be gone

I'm sitting in a plastic chair the preacher's words hang in the air
A cross of roses pink and white slideshow pictures of your life
Children run across the lawn they don't understand you're gone
I'm looking for you in the crowd, looking for you in the clouds
How could you be gone, how could you be gone

We all hang our heads to pray preacher tells us what to say
I don't know what I believe I just know I have to leave
I walk alone back to my car I go before the good-bye's start
I've always been this way you were the only one who could make me stay
How could you be gone, how could you be gone
How could you be gone, how could you be gone
How could you be gone, how could you be gone
How could you be gone, how could you be gone

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Writer(s): Jaimee Harris, Mary Gauthier