Seven days since I've seen your pretty face.nMy mind now works in mysterious ways.nnIt's been thinking seven more,nseven more days till you're gone.nOutta my sight, outta my mind.nYou wallflower never belong.nnSeven more days till you're gone.nTill you're gone.nTill you're gone.nSeven more days till you're gone.nnAt the side of your bed is a bottle well spentnbut you gave up crying for lent.nnSeven more days till you're gone.nTill you're gone.nTill you're gone.nSeven more days till you're gone.nTill you're gone, till you're gone, nTill you're gone, till you're gone, nTill you're gone, till you're gone, nnSeven more days till you're gone.nTill you're gone, till you're gone.nYou're gone, so gone.nSeven more days till you're gone.nTill you're gone, till you're gone.nSeven more days till you're gone.