Everytime you look back

After all the time that passed us by , after the hard work with myself and ideas I find myself going back to square one ... its not love now , I have lost it , its just a fantasy ,,, is it sad? Why does those wings who grow on my shoulders while listening to this song , why do they always remind me of you? you were as sweet as a dream , still as volatile as one ,,, God bless your soul