| When Your Love Has Gone |
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| What good is the scheming, the planning and dreaming |
| That comes with each new love affair |
| The dreams that we cherish, so often might perish |
| And leaves you with castles in air |
| When you’re alone, who cares for starlit skies |
| When you’re alone, the magic moonlight dies |
| At break of dawn, there is no sunrise |
| When your lover has gone |
| What lonely hours, the evening shadows bring |
| What lonely hours, with memories lingering |
| Like faded flowers, life can’t mean anything |
| When your lover has gone |
