I had a friend many years ago
One tragic night, he died
The saddest time of my life
For weeks and weeks I cried
Through the anger and through the tears
I've felt his spirit through the years
I'd swear, he's watching me
Guiding me through hard times
His spirit's like the wind
We shared dreams like all best friends
Blood brothers at the age of ten
We lived reckless, he paid the price
But why? Why did he have to die?
It still hurts me to this day
Am I selfish for feeling this way?
Together we'll be someday
His spirit's like the wind