Nathan Jones - Bananarama

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 little of time

Oh winter’s passed spring and fall

You never rung 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

Oh winter’s passed spring and fall

You never rung me, you never called

Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long

Gone too long

Nathan Jones

Oh winter’s passed spring and fall

You never rung me, you never called

Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long

Gone too long

Oh winter’s passed spring and fall

You never rung me, you never called

Nathan Jones you’ve been gone too long

Gone too long