Fortunately Gone کے بول

I wait for you in heaven On this perfect string of love And drink your soup of magpies in a Pottery bowl that looks As I am now, brown, round and warm Chime on a rain wet An ankle, toes or two Sweetly as it drops upon your head Just like it did today Fortunately gone I wait for you Chime on a rain wet An ankle, toes or two Sweetly as it drops upon your head Just like it did today Fortunately gone I wait for you