Now all my friends have gone Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? But we ran away I can still remember The words and what they meant

Maybe we've outgrown all the things that we once loved But what are we running from? A show of hands from those in this audience of one Where have they gone? And now all my friends are gone I can still remember The words and what they meant As we etched