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This just played on my local oldies station and I always thought it was the weirdest song I'd ever heard...a guy sleeps in separate rooms from his wife on their honeymoon and she pines to have him back? Yikes! This marriage is off to a flying start...
:wtf:
Now that you're gone, all that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold, a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you were still here with me
You took me from the shelter of my mother I had never known or loved any other We kissed after taking vows But that night on our honeymoon We stayed in separate rooms
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom, hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And love me like you tried before
Now you've been gone, all that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold, a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you were still here with me
(Memories of what love could be) (If you were still here with me)
Don't you know that I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom, hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And love me like you tried before
Since you've been gone, all that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dreams I hold, a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you were still here with me
I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom, hoping soon That you'll walk back through that door And love me like you tried before
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