Gone with the Wind

She left her boots by the door, dust still on the sole,

Her perfume lingers faintly, where her shadow used to stroll.

A photograph on the dresser, her smile’s fading fast,

The love we swore forever, just wasn’t built to last.

The porch swing's hanging empty, it creaks in the breeze,

Her laughter's just an echo, lost among the trees.

The coffee’s cold this morning, like the chill in my chest,

I guess she packed up my heart with the rest.

She’s gone with the wind, like a tumbleweed rolls,

Took her dreams, took her heart, left a hole in my soul.

I’m stranded in this silence, where her voice used to be,

She’s gone with the wind, and she’s taken all of me.

The radio keeps playing the songs she used to sing,

I swear I hear her footsteps every time the phone rings.

But it’s just me and the shadows, dancing round this empty space,

Tryin’ to find her memory in every corner of this place.

I don’t blame her for leaving, she had stars in her eyes,

But I wish I’d been enough to hold her here, by my side.

Now the nights are longer, the whiskey’s running dry,

And I’m stuck here wondering, where did we go awry?

She’s gone with the wind, like a tumbleweed rolls,

Took her dreams, took her heart, left a hole in my soul.

I’m stranded in this silence, where her voice used to be,

She’s gone with the wind, and she’s taken all of me.