Bygones / She's Gone

You grew up in Red Deer, Alberta Fritterin' youth away She was the reddest rose in the garden You pricked your thumb that day Ooh oh ohh oh Ooh oh oh ooh oh Late nights discussing Ginsberg, Marxism Les penses sur la guerre She lies beside You run your long fingers Into her inch-long hair Ooh oh ohh oh Ooh oh oh ooh oh Let bygones be bygones That's what they'd always say Now she's gone Please let me in your arms to stay Six years have passed You moved to Toronto "Living the dream", you'd say She's gotten married and owns a beach house With a child on the way Ooh oh ohh oh Ooh oh oh ooh oh You left and She cried and Couldn't bare to say goodbye She loved you And you loved her There was no question why Let bygones be bygones That's what they'd always say Now she's gone Please let me in your arms to stay Ooh oh ohh oh Ooh oh oh ooh oh Ooh oh ohh oh Ooh oh oh ooh oh