GATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGGATHERINGThe bed on which I criedCause she took the train aloneI don't know whyShe was untrueAnd now all I can doIs keep on gatheringAll my memoriesCause they're all that's left of the loveShe took from meFor a momentI'd like to feelThe way I didWhen I walked with love yesterday
