Delia's gone And the days they run so slow Here in the islands Delia's gone
It's the only thing you know Here in the silence Fine rain combs the sand The first breath of winter across the land Try but you won't understand How she could slip right through your hands Delia's gone.
Delia's friends no longer come to call What can they say now Delia's pictures are hanging on the wall You can't look away now Dream figures with moons for eyes Stare from under an alien sky Seem to watch as you pass them by If they should know, they won't say why Delia's gone.
Delia's gone like a darkening of the sky A change in the weather Delia's gone like a moment out of time Maybe forever Lines of coffee cups on parade Soldiers for keeping the night away Soon, too soon, you'll be moving out There's nothing here to hold you now Delia's gone.
Delia left Tony On a hot summer night She would not go for him and so He shot her down at sight Delia gone, one more round, Delia gone!
Compositor: Alastair Ian Stewart (Al Stewart) ECAD: Obra #23482528