(F.Burch / G.Nelson)
When it storms, gone the sun, run the stars, my
Dark has come
You've gone from me, what a tragedy
Oh come back, have me here, hold me love, be sincere
You've gone from me, what a oh oh tragedy
Like smoke from a cloud of love, what oh oh,
Our dreams, have all gone above, what ah oh oh
Kiss by the stove, all that's left is the dark below
You've gone from me, what a oh oh oh tragedy
What a oh oh oh tragedy
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