Gone, Play On

This never ending song is scratching scratching my brain like a vinyl in desire This never ending thought is coming and is gone It's traveling on a plane on my way And in a highway too as if I speak for you and I say that you did those things I did in the past it's true And in a highway too in a truck I do keep your stuff in my pocket just like I did with the days we flew This never ending thought is coming and is gone it's traveling on a plane on my way This never ending song is coming and is gone it's traveling on a plane on my way Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on Gone play on