Now That You're Gone
© 2002 Bojan Kotur

Now that you're gone
The telephone's not ringing
No mail inside my mailbox
Sorrow fills my heart

Now that you're gone
My room is a lonely place
The streets give no shelter
Only strangers all around

Now that you're gone
Nothing left to wish for
Nothing but a single wish
You, you, forever you...


Written on 9th April, 2002.