Amb carinyo a qui corresponga...

Take a message,
Let me know.
Put on her shoes before she goes,
Hazel eyes and auburn hair.
How could she tell it's all for nothing?

Far away from what you want,
Another night to spend alone,
And now you really know,
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone.

You know it was a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there
Looking all the way back.

It's a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone.

A small cafe across the street,
I heard you meet there every week.
Got your favorite necklace on,
How could you tell it's all for nothing?

Pack your bags and move along,
Before your feelings get too strong,
'Cause I can tell you now,
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone

You know it was a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
Looking all the way back.

It's a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone.

[He looked away, pretending not to see her
She tried to say something, but nothing came out right
He's lost the best thing
One day it will hit him
One day...]

You know it was a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
Looking all the way back.

It's a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone.

It's a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
Looking all the way back.

It's a good thing,
The best thing,
Last thing you sure left behind.
Out of nowhere, out there,
It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone, It's gone.

Saint Etienne
Tales From Turnpike House