I remember the sun in your eyes,
I remember your natural hair.
Now it\'s alcohol and cigarettes,
And I don\'t think that\'s just fair.
I didn\'t see you change,
But I remember you before it.
Who led you the wrong way?
Who made a shadow out of sparkling?
It\'s alcohol, drugs, and cigarettes now,
And you\'ve dyed your hair.
I can\'t really understand how,
And I don\'t think that\'s just fair.