"Maybe You're Gone" as written by and Sondre Lerche Vaular....
You have been waiting all your life
You use your patience to stay fine
Time moves on as you prepare
To tell yourself be reasonable
Then come the times you can't foresee
You cannot leave, you can't release
To keep you far from those dreams
Ignoring the right times
Oh, waiting was my life

For now it's too late
For you may not wait
And things that I have yet to know
Vanish before they're complete
I may turn around
To see if you're still there
But as for now, it's just not safe
Maybe you'll wait for me
Maybe you're gone

You've been preparing all your life
You've had some trouble getting it right
And you try to tell yourself it may work,
As it should
But something good can do much harm
The good may kill for your embrace
To keep you far from those dreams
Tou know you cannot dream
I'm stuck for now, it seems

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"Maybe You're Gone" as written by Sondre Lerche Vaular


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    General Commentfor now it's too late
    you may not wait...
    maybe you'll wait for me
    maybe you're gone.

    this so applies to my life right now.
    and i love this song, and shouldn't listen to it because it makes me think the situation i see in my head, and makes me depressed, but i do listen because there is alway the hope that it won't be too late and the person won't be gone.

    i'm stuck for now it seems.
    boobiezon October 30, 2007   Link
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    General Commentsad and sweet, i adore this one.
    sweetblisson April 12, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThis song makes me think of someone waiting in a French cafe for their love to show, unsure of whether it's in vain or not.
    Reed Rothchildon August 15, 2008   Link

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