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 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...