Tim McGraw
"Can't Be Really Gone"


Her hat is hanging by the door 
The one she bought in Mexico 
It blocked the wind-it stopped the rain 
She'd never leave that one 
So, she can't be really gone 
The shoes she bought on Christmas Eve 
She laughed and said they called her names 
It's like they're waiting in the hall 
For her slip them on 
So, she can't be really gone 

I don't when she'll come back 
She must intend to come back 
And I've seen the error of my ways 
Don't waste the tears on me 
What more proof to you need 
Just look around the room 
So much of her remains 

Her book is lying on the bed 
The two of hearts to mark her page 
Now, who could ever walk away 
At chapter twenty-one 
So, she can't be really gone 

Just look around this room 
So much of her remains 

Her book is lying on the bed 
The two of hearts to mark her page 
Now, who could ever walk away 
At chapter twenty-one 
So, she can't be really gone 

No, she can't be really gone