| Song | I Will Be Gone |
| Artist | Place Vendome |
| Album | Place Vendome |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Something's gonna come to get the best of me | |
| Leaving blackened circles round my eyes. | |
| Something's gotta change before I set you free | |
| Patience is a virtue well disguised | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where's the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who'll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| I will be gone | |
| I've justified the problem with apologies | |
| Tried to stay objective to the pain | |
| I never could fit in to your ideologies | |
| And I never felt the need to be the same | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where's the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who'll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| Oh I will be gone…. | |
| I will be gone………. |
| Something' s gonna come to get the best of me | |
| Leaving blackened circles round my eyes. | |
| Something' s gotta change before I set you free | |
| Patience is a virtue well disguised | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where' s the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who' ll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| I will be gone | |
| I' ve justified the problem with apologies | |
| Tried to stay objective to the pain | |
| I never could fit in to your ideologies | |
| And I never felt the need to be the same | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where' s the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who' ll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| Oh I will be gone. | |
| I will be gone. |
| Something' s gonna come to get the best of me | |
| Leaving blackened circles round my eyes. | |
| Something' s gotta change before I set you free | |
| Patience is a virtue well disguised | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where' s the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who' ll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| I will be gone | |
| I' ve justified the problem with apologies | |
| Tried to stay objective to the pain | |
| I never could fit in to your ideologies | |
| And I never felt the need to be the same | |
| Rural streets and city lights | |
| Heavy days with quiet nights | |
| Leaving questions in my mind: | |
| Did I ever see the signs? | |
| Can I read between the lines? | |
| Where' s the reason, | |
| For your lies? | |
| Who' ll be crying? | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| No more waiting, | |
| No goodbyes. | |
| Hearts are yearning, | |
| When the morning comes I will be gone | |
| Oh I will be gone. | |
| I will be gone. |