I'm lost in the dark,

Where is the spark

For my love?

I'm lost in the night,

Holding the light

Of my love.

The heavens opened and closed,

As well I might have supposed,

And I am left in disabandon,

So far removed from all that I had planned on.



My days have grown so lonely,

For I have lost my one and only;

My pride has been humbled,

But I am his, body and soul.



I was a mere sensation,

My house of cards had no foundation,

Although it has tumbled,

I still am his, body and soul.



What lies before me?

The future is stormy,

A winter that's gray and old;

Unless there's magic

The end will be tragic,

And echo the tale that's been told so often.



My life revolves about him,

What earthly good am I without him?

My castles have crumbled,

But I am his, body and soul.



What lies before me?

The future is stormy,

A winter that's gray and old;

Unless there's magic

The end will be tragic,

And echo the tale that's been told so often.



My life revolves about him,

What earthly good am I without him?

My castles have crumbled,

But I am his, body and soul.