Deacon Blue - Real Gone Kid

Cause I'd tear out the pages
That I've got in these books
Just to find you some words
Just to get some reward
And I'll show you all the photographs
That I ever got took
And I'll play your old 45's
That now mean nothing to me

And you're a real gone kid
And maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
I'll do what I should have did

Now I've stood on your shadow
And I've watched it grow
And it's shaken and it's driven me
And let me know, let me know, let me know, let me know
About all the old 45s
And the paperback rooms
And it's scattered all the photographs
Of summers and suns And you're a real gone kid
And maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
I'll do what I should have did
Cause you're a real, gone, kid

I cried and I craved
Hoped and I saved
And I put away those souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs
I cried and I craved
Hoped and I saved
And I put away those souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs

You're a real gone kid
And maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
Maybe now baby (maybe now baby)
I'll do what I should have did
Cause you're a real, gone, kid

Cause you're a real, gone, kid
You're a real, gone, kid (do what I should have done)
Cause you're a real, gone, kid (say what I should have said)
You're a real, gone, kid