My Babys Gone

(Hold back the rushing minutes, make the wind lie still.)
The milkman whistles softly as he comes to my door
The mailman brings a letter just like he did before
They seem so busy all day long as though theres nothing wrong
Dont they know the world has ended, my babys gone.
Hold back the rushing minutes, make the wind lie still
Dont let the moonlight shine across the lonely hill
Dry all the raindrops, hold back the sun
My world has ended, my babys gone.
Ill wake up sometime in the night and realize youre gone
I toss and turn in my bed and wait for day to come
I try to tell my lonely heart that we can make it all alone
But it cries the world has ended, my babys gone.
My world has ended, my babys gone...