Wind and storm, dawn's the sun, run the stars, my dark has come, you've gone from me.
Oh, come back, have me here, hold me, love, be sincere.
You've gone from me, oh, tragedy.
Like smoke from a fire of love.
Oh, our dreams have all gone, oh, blown by wind, kissed by the snow.
All that's left is the dark below.
Oh, you've gone from me, oh, tragedy.
Oh, you've gone from me, oh, tragedy.