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I am a woman haunted by hands even though I'm alone Traces of Pompeii across my skin And an invisible map of where you've been It's dry road to Idaho a thirsty tongue across the land And soil so dry you could swallow an entire man Took the first road out of town hoping that you were just skin deep Well I feel you like some sort of phantom limb Beside me when I sleep Cause you are here when gone You are here when gone You are here when gone You are here when gone I watch another grey day unfold its dusty wings Sometimes I wish I were more like rocks and stones and things Sometimes I wish my heart were not like flowers at all That way I wouldn't get butterflies when you call And some birds abandon their young Cause the instinct is too strong to fly Well I feel like abandoning My guitar and my books and I'm afraid That I know why Cause you are here when gone You are here when gone You are here when gone You are here when gone From Letras Mania