Please come back to me darling
I get restless when you're not around
I made a noise with a frying pan but
There was no one to receive my sound
But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone
That said, that said, I like when you're gone
Took your route to the postbox even though I'm not convinced it's the best way
Had a nap under some lonely tree as the sun kissed the day
But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone
That said, that said, I like when you're gone
People talked some nonsense and I listened with blurry eyes
It wasn't as cool as your nonsense and it wasn't under your skies
But that said, that said, I like it when you're gone
That said, that said, I like when you're gone
