Don't stop, baby.

We were young and wild,
painted skies in our minds,
trading dreams like gold records lost in the rewind.

But seasons change like the colors in the leaves,
and every laugh we share felt like a gentle breeze.

Ex-best friend, where do we stand?,
We built a castle,
but the tide took the sand.

All those late night talks,
now there echoes in the room.

I guess some flowers wilt before they ever bloom.

I remember late nights under silver moons,
chasing stars with a guitar,
humming fleeting tunes.

But life's a winding road,
and we drifted apart.

Now I'm just strumming straddles of a broken heart.

Ex-best friend, where do we stand?,
We built a castle,
but the tide took the sand.

All those late night talks,
now there echoes in the room.

I guess some flowers wilt before they ever bloom.

You took your dreams,
and I took my pride.

Now we're just two ships in the evening tide.

I hope you find your way.

I hope you find your peace.

But I still miss the laughter,
the days of sweet release.

Ex-best friend, where do we stand?,
We built a castle,
but the tide took the sand.

Ex-best friend,
where do we stand?