Music From the retails of a life a song comes out And from the broken dreams in the heart of that lost love Of which there is nothing left From the lost battles a winner comes out From the won battles a loser comes out From the smiles to the wind There are tears shed And the memories in the air kiss my face I only remember the good of the bad or nothing Although there is time for the wind, wherever it goes And that it takes me flying to play another guitar Of the great ups and downs there is always a down Of the great friendships there is always a traitor Of the major chords there is the greatest and the least Of the great occasions there is some better Of the great losers there is a winner Of being the best of the team in the heartbeat And the memories in the air kiss my face I only remember the good of the bad or nothing Although there is time for the wind, wherever it goes And that it takes me flying to play another guitar And the memories in the air kiss my face I only remember the good of the bad or nothing Although there is time for the wind And that it takes me flying to play another guitar I only remember the good of the bad or nothing I only remember the good of the bad or nothing I only remember the good of the bad or nothing