Paroles: Bette Midler. Songs for the New Depression. Tragedy.

Wind storm, comes the sound
From the stars my dark has come
You've gone from me

Woah, tragedy
Woah, tragedy

Woah, come back, help me here
Call me my love, love, be sincere
You've gone, you've gone
You've gone from me

Woah, tragedy
Woah, tragedy

Like smoke from a fire of love, love, love
Oh, our dreams have all gone
A fire

Blown by wind, kissed by snow
All that's left is the dark
We know you've gone from me
Why?

Tragedy
Yeah, yeah, yeah