All that is left are rags and wood
An instant spell
Once I stood tall and faced the wind

A smile with grace

You are a flower in bloom

A simple thing
I am the softly falling rain
Who lost it all


Summer feelings in the darkness
Colorless again in spring

Now I know you won't be calling
Now I know it's not the same


You are a flower in bloom
A simple thing
I am the softly falling rain

Who lost it all