Don't want visions of tomorrow,

When there's nothing left to see.

Don't want promises of better,

When there's nothing left to be.

The looking glass is shattered,

A stone thrown in the lake.

Pieces scattered on the ground,

There's nothing more to break.

Chorus.

She was the rain on my skin,

She was the dark within,

She was a lightening roar,

She was so much more.

She was a summer breeze,

Blown through winter trees,

She was angels' wings,

She was everything.

And now she's gone.

Now she's gone.

Don't want dreams of brighter days,

When there's nothing more to live.

Don't want words of kindness,

When there's nothing more to give.

The wind is blowing cold,

The rainbow's found it's end.

Messages lost on twisted tongues,

There's nothing more to send.

Chorus.

There was nothing more I wanted,

Nothing more to be,

I was richer than the richest man,

When she turned to smile at me.

Chorus x 2.