Delora Songtext

She's gone, the only thing that he could find
Was her perfume, a small bottle she left behind
That's how it goes, nineteen seventy-nine
The smell of her ghost hanging 'round all the time

She's gone, she didn't leave a note
Alone, spends his days sleeping outside
And all the sky is an echo of birds
And that's how he feels, he can never be heard