| i step outside and take the cold in like a pill |
| then i wake up and dream it was a dream i dreamt |
| that old house stuck up on a hill somewhere |
| makes me cry out loud and wipe away the tears again |
| how do i know that you ain’t gone away |
| how do i know that you ain’t gone away |
| heaven’s on your doorstep and you ain’t gone away |
| they make up lies tell you things and you ain’t gone away |
| in the morning mist i call out your name |
| but i don’t hear it echo the voice of the insane |
| all the memories on your window sill they keep a sweet refrain |
| if all that’s good’s an accident i’m not the one to blame |
| how do i know that you ain’t gone away |
| how do i know that you ain’t gone away |
| heaven’s on your doorstep and you ain’t gone away |
| and knowing all the answers won’t take away the pain |
| now you can see the reasoning the truth of the insane |
| they make up lies tell you things and you ain’t gone away |
| starstruck the letters on your mantlepiece |
| read like death in venice on the beach |
| and you ain’t gone away |
| how do I know that you ain’t gone away |
| heaven’s on your doorstep and you ain’t gone away |
| and knowing all the answers won’t take away the pain |
| now you can see the reasoning the truth of the insane |
| they make up lies tell you things and you ain’t gone away |