Beauty was there in the palm of your hand
And suddenly it's all gone
Before you had time to open your eyes And figure it out,
what went wrong
Now it could be her Climbing onto the bus
But you know damn well it's not
You might as well be chasing the wind
Cause trying to forget is just the hardest thing
And the summer's turned to winter again
And she still sings
She
still sings
Oh yeah, mmm
Beauty was there So you locked it away
And nobody else could touch Now you weep like a child
For a glimpse of the past And the one that you used to love
Oh it seems like the world is just a big rock
And you wanna die
Yeah, you
might as well be chasing the wind
Staring at the wall,
wishing the fall would
freeze
And the summer's turned to winter again
And she
still sings She still sings
She
still sings
She still sings
Now you try
to chase the wind
Now
you chase the wind
And she can see She can see