Tragedy - The Fleetwoods

My dark has come

You’ve gone from me, whoa, whoa,

Tragedy

Oh, come back (come back)

Have me here (right here)

Hold me love (my love)

Be sincere

You’ve gone from me, whoa, whoa,

Tragedy

Like smoke (like smoke) from a fire (from a fire)

Our love (of love) whoa oh oh whoa

Our dreams (our dreams) have all gone (all gone)

Above (above) whoa oh oh whoa

Blown (blown by wind)

Kissed by the snow

All that’s left is the dark be-ee (below)

You’ve gone from me, whoa, whoa, tragedy

Whoa, whoa, whoa tragedy