After You've Gone - Django Reinhardt, Stéphane Grappelli, Quintette du Hot Club de France

Blindside

about a burning fire

After you’re gone

I could not lie

Skin untouched growing thicker for every step unwalked

And I don’t know if it’s the cold intention-slide

Taking me down

But what if You’d sing me alive

I’m ready to give up the fight

Cause I’m just a stone

Right after You’re gone

I could not lie

Even though dead skin like stone makes me ugly

It still pounds inside and it’s red

And it’s slipping through the grey cracks

And I know You know

But what if You’d sing me alive

I’m ready to give up the fight

Cause I’m just a stone

Right after You’re gone

The first thing that meets the eye

When I crossover into the light

I want it to be You

Right after I’m gone