Gone - Tower Of Power

Gone

Are the joyful days

Of sweet smelling pine

And morning mist

Gone

Are the joyful days

Like when the pine dies

And the mist dries

I, like a lonely gull, keep on searching

Gone are the joyful days

When the seasons change

I still remain the same

I turned to look for you

You were gone

Ah yeah

You, you were gone