Written by Mary Gauthier and Dale Keys



Silly me, what was I thinking

But I'm a fool born to chase rainbows
I coulda sworn you still loved me


I could never hold you to what you said with your eyes



You and me, hey, weren't we something?

You're holding my hand in that picture hanging in the hall

Well, I took it down after you left


Now there's an empty space on the wall



Empty spaces ain't nothing new
Rainbows ain't something that you hold on to
They move out as the storm moves through



Empty spaces ain't nothing new


Every day

I wake up and wonder

How will I make it on my own?

Silly me, what was I thinking

I was on my own all along



Empty spaces ain't nothing new

Rainbows ain't something that you hold on to

They move out as the storm moves through