Lletres: Sheryl Crow. Icon: Sheryl Crow. Now That You're Gone.

Well, I can see heaven
See it all but the plane
If I start running now I think I can make it
And never look back again

Your face is all around me
Your keys are in my hand
And everywhere I go
I try to remember exactly who I am

'Cause now that you?re gone I can breathe
Now that you?re gone I am free
Free to make a mess of everything
'Cause nothing belongs to me
Now that you?re gone I can breathe, I can breathe

We made a bed of roses
I got pricked by the thorns
On a long cold night
I still think I?m bleeding, I wake up all torn

Well, I?m a missing person
Lost it all but my name
And I?m afraid some long lonely road
Will lead me back to you again

Now that you?re gone I can breathe
Now that you?re gone I am free
Free to make a mess of everything
'Cause nothing belongs to me
Now that you?re gone, now that you?re gone
Now that you?re gone, oh

Now that you?re gone I can breathe
Now that you?re gone I am free
Free to make a mess of everything
'Cause nobody?s watching me

Oh, now that you?re gone I am free, yeah
Now that you?re gone I can breathe, oh
And now that you?re gone I am free
Now that you?re gone I can breathe