Take me back to the start

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.
Open your eyes,Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy,
I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Goodbye everybody, i HAVE to go!