Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone, gone with the wind
There's no sign of the lover who pins butterflies
No sign of fair weather no sweet sounding lies
Now I'm a stranger my eyes are set free
Like a man on a mountain how I can see
All of the ways illusions deceive
In a city of prayers where no one believes
When all of your dreams have scattered away
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone with the wind like yesterday's song
Gone, gone with the wind