Gone کے بول

There´s a voice that talks to me,Said to leave was wrong. It´s night but the sky´s not falling, Guess I must go on. There´s a monster inside my head, Calling out to you. But my hands keep trembling, Know the truth is true. It´s night but the sky´s not falling, It´s night but the sky´s not falling, And now you´re gone, I must go on. A lonely child with a telltale heart, Cursing endless gloom. A tired phonecall on a broken line, I know what I must do.