When You Leave

When you leave There's cordite in the air A ringing in the stillness Smoke drifting up the stair When you leave When you leave My heart sounds in my ears A beating in the darkness A trace of you still here When you leave Like it or not How could I not have fallen for you? And now that I'm caught How could I not be blue? When you leave I'll hear the smallest sound And turn to look behind me As though you're still around When you leave When you leave --- When You Leave - Mark Knopfler