It must be easy to remember the good old days
When they're gone
Must be so nice to reminisce about all the friends
When you've got no one
So great to hold on to it all
When it's all slipping away
Feels good to pick up the pieces
When it's fallen apart
It's so easy to take everything
And everyone for granted
Until they blow away like wind
Then you're left desolate
Empty
Blown away by the wind