I knew it would be like this
But I didn’t know it would be like this
So raw so different it seems
And I’m feeling so Tired
You know that tiredness so row
and you don’t even see me
What kind of question would it be
able to describe my needs
the ones you think you know
Yet there is something in my mind
that keeps me so alive
a feeling of balance in the wind!
Are we still going somewhere?
a vague memory
a distant feeling…
Which direction are we taking?
Now I think I forgot to ask you that day…
I forgot to ask you to get ON the Wings of The Wind…