Amy sang songs with a hundred words
Though they were as fleeting as the birds
That flew to a thousand lands around the place,
They brought a smile to every face.
We would never know quite how far
She could stir up all the emotions.
But there was simply nowhere to hide,
From the demons she felt inside.
There was to be no turning back
She would always go Back to Black.
We can only say goodbye with words,
Though they are as graceful as the birds.
We can only say goodbye with words
She was as fleeting as the birds,
She was as fleeting as the birds….