She sprints through towns, night and day.
Her beauty from afar, her cruelty up close
She will stay, she will play
Flee, until she weakens, it might take night and day.

When she passes, destruction follows.
Broken Hearts, Broken Minds,
Houses empty and hollow,
Sadness will deteriorate you, I find.

Recovery from your broken mind will fix fast,
But your fragmented heart, I sit here and worry.
As it will stay, as it will last,
But that is a scar from Tracy, that I hope will stay in the past.