Gone Thelma Houston

I've got a feelin’ that he's gone...
Out of sight
Out of heart
Out of mind
Out of mine, gone
Out of state
Out of luck
And out of line
Out of line

You know baby, the city lights don't shine
With their usual flair
The old glow’s not there
The old glow's not there, because he's gone

Out of reach
Out of space
And out of time
Out of time, gone
Out of love
Out of sync
And out of rhyme
Out of me

I'll go to some nightclub
Like a breakwater cat
I might see him there
I'll look everywhere
But I've got a feelin' that he's gone