How many of us have made the mistake
Of losing friends along the way
Wake up one morning and they're gone
Sitting there wondering what went wrong

As memories of them flood back in
With one question of why another of when
Where the mind takes less than it gives away
The heart is so fickle in the games that it plays

As you look around at the friends you have now
Wondering how long till they're gone themselves
Is it going to go down early or late
And are they sitting there thinking the same