Nathan Jones کے بول

You packed your bags as I recall And you walked slowly down the hall You said you had to get away to ease your mind And all you needed was a just little of time Oh winter's passed, spring and fall You never wrote me, you never called Nathan Jones you've been gone too long Gone too long... If a woman could die of tears Nathan Jones, well, I wouldn't be here The key that you're holding won't fit my door And there's no room in my heart for you no more 'Cause, winter's passed, spring and fall you never wrote me, you never called Nathan Jones you've been gone too long Gone too long Nathan Jones, Nathan Jones... Nathan Jones, ooh.. Winter's passed, spring and fall You never wrote me, you never called Nathan Jones you've been gone too long Gone too long Nathan Jones you've been gone too long ...gone too long Nathan Jones you've been gone too long ...gone too long Nathan jones you've been gonne too long ... gone too long...