Gone - Well I hate how that word rattles all around in this room Alone - with her memory so strong I could sweep it up with a broom Tears - If I shed any more I'm afraid they might wear out my face Clear - Yes it's clear to me now that her love can never be replaced because chorus: Love may be gone but never forgotten Her memory won't leave you alone And the train may be long gone from the station But you still hear the whistle moan Still hear that whistle moan Time - Time got so slow and thick that the clock hardly ticks anymore Crime - It's a crime how I sit there and stare like a dog at the door Blame - Oh yes I'll take the blame. I admit I did not treat her right Shame - It's a shame laying here all alone on a cold windy night because (repeat chorus)