I'LL KNOW THAT YOU'RE GONE



If I come home late and you're gone my love
I'll know that you're gone
If I take your hand and you're still cold my love
I'll know that you're gone
If I say I'm yours and you cry my love
I'll know that you're gone
If you call me late from my best friend's home
I'll know that you're gone

If you say you're living in a cage my love
I'll know htat you're gone
If you don't call my name like you did my love
I'll know that you're gone
If the days are sad and the nights don't glow
I'll know that you're gone
If you can't look me in the eye my love
I'll know that you're gone

I wrote this song on a Charango which was a gift from my girlfriend, and her mother had carried this thing all the way across the Atlantic for me. As soon as I had found some semblance of a “Nader” tuning and started playing the instrument, I fell in love with its sound. The lyrics are meant to be a lighthearted commentary on when a relationship is over, and how all the signs are there to show it. I am happy to say that they do not describe the situation with the lady in question who actually brought me the Charango.

Credits

James Ghigi - Trumpets
Chris James - Bass
Leonardo La Peruta - Saxophones
Andy MacKechnie - Drums
NH - Charango, vocals