Gone

You think he´s here when you hear a knock
but it´s only the door or a ticking clock
You hope to see him, when a boy walks by
but it´s just the wind howling "goodbye"

He never ment you to feel this way
he just really, really wanted to go away
he can hear you grieve and hear you cry
´cos he´s a star on a velvet sky

If only he could send a smile
to you and say: "I´m just allright"
for he is now where he wanted to be
anxiously waiting for you to meet.