(William C. Rainsford)

There's very little hope of recovering
From the pain and the shame you brought me
Though I've tried to find the reason for living
I'm afraid you've destroyed me.

Yes, your love was just too perfect
'Cause I can't seem to get it replaced
Though I've tried with others a future recede
I'm afraid you've destroyed me.

Living is now existing
I made it up the day you left me
And there's very little hope of recovering
Oh, I'm afraid that you've destroyed me.

--- Instrumental ---

Living is now existing
I made it up the day you left me
And there's very little hope of recovering
Oh, I'm afraid that you've destroyed me...