Cigarettes, on a windy afternoon
Leather jacket and a cool boy attitude
Sometimes I think about you
And the times we would drink at the park
No thoughts about where life would take us and
Oh, you're gone with the wind
I said, "See you later" never saw you again
I guess it goes to show that all good things must come to an end
Sundress from a downtown trading post
Of all the memories I think of ours the most and sometimes I dream about you
We're lying face up in the clouds
Just talking bout' where life would take us and
Oh, you're gone with the wind
I said, "See you later" never saw you again
I guess it goes to show that all good things must come to an end
And now I only know them in the setting of a tranquil scene
Of a distant memory
Flipping through their faces like the pages of a magazine
Growing pains were stressful but never quite as bad as they seemed
Ties were slowly broken but their image never faded in me
In me
Bittersweet, the only word that I can find when I press rewind
And turn back the hands of time
Are they having fun without me
They used to be like the back of my hands
They trace the linings of my palms now and
Oh, they're gone with the wind
I said "See you later" never saw them again
I guess it goes to show that all good things must come to an end