There's a wind blowin' in from the west
and a storm is coming on.
I should go inside I guess, but I won't.
Cause I'm rooted to this spot like an oak tree
stuck here in the ground.
Waiting till the rest of my life decides to roll around.

I'm standing where you left me:
Amid the ruins of our love,
and the fragments of forgiveness,
And the remnants of our trust,
And all that once was us.
Though I'm waiting to fly away on
any old wind that blows.
I'm still standing where you left me a long time ago.

Another long night is coming down,
it will be here soon.
And I'll be hanging around,
with the man in the moon.
but even he's going to be moving across the sky.
Leaving me alone to be forever wondering why.

I'm standing where you left me:
Amid the ruins of our love,
and the fragments of forgiveness,
And the remnants of our trust,
And all that once was us.
Though I'm waiting to fly away
on any old wind that blows.
I'm still standing where you left me a long time ago.