I see people with faces like angels This must be paradise Many more than seven wonders Right here before my eyes I see clouds and flowers and diamonds Well, miracles like these Should bring me to my knees But all these hope and glory Just leaves me cold and blue Because all these hopeless glory Means nothing without you I got milk and honey ambrosia But all the taste is gone I hear a Shakespeare sonnet and a mockingbird I swear it's singing our song I see blues and yellows and crimsons Bringing on a brand-new day It should take my breath away But all these hope and glory Just leaves me cold and blue Because all these hopeless glory Means nothing without you Without you Well, I know these rivers and mountains The sun among the stars Should lift these lonely hearts of ours But all these hope and glory All these hopeless glory Oh, all these hope and glory Just leaves me cold and blue Because all these hopeless glory Means nothing