Built With Wood and Strings

He doesn't hear from anyone

Weeks and months go by

He lets them know that he's here

But there is no reply

It never used to be like this

Is this normal as we get old

Do we take it all for granted

Then get left out in the cold

Where have all his friends gone

Where have all his friends gone

Where have all the good times gone

Where have all his friends gone

All we need is love and not to drift away

It woke him from his dreams

He never knows what it brings

The only friend he has here

Is built with wood and strings

Where have all his friends gone

Where have all his friends gone

Where have all the good times gone

Where have all his friends gone

Where have all the good times gone

Where have all his friends gone

All we need is love and not to drift away

When the heart is healed

We take a different path

Take a different path

A different path