The Love Is Gone

Your winter coat still hangs beside the door

Just like it did a hundred times before (mhm)

I sit alone and watch the dust-motes fall

An empty frame upon the bedroom wall

And every corner holds a quiet trace

of how we used to fill this hollow space

Because goodbye doesn't mean the love is gone

It lingers in the dark before the dawn (oh-oh)

I still hold on to what we couldn't keep

And love you while the rest of the world's asleep

The kitchen kettle whistles in the quiet

I try to speak but cannot find the words

We walked our separate ways into the night

But that doesn't make the history less bright

Because goodbye doesn't mean the love is gone

It lingers in the dark before the dawn (oh-oh)

I still hold on to what we couldn't keep

And love you while the rest of the world's asleep

Goodbye doesn't change a thing (no-oh)