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Century - Gone With The Winner Lyrics

Waiting for the noise to disappear
The crying all the saint
The pining of the fool
I never had the time to pray

Waiting for the sound to calm my way
I'm tired of asking why
I'm dying everyday
You're leaving now
Your lips are gone

Gone with the winner
Gone, gone with the wind
And now
It's like a silent thing
That's running in my hand
Gone, gone with the wind

Coming with desolate state of mind
You wouldn't have gone to war
The slave to every tear
I'm waiting for the smoke to fade
I listen to this calling in your eyes
Crying all the saint
The pining of a fool
You're leaving now
Your lips are gone

Gone with the winner
Gone, gone with the wind
And now
It's like a silent thing
That's running in my hand
Gone, gone with the wind