The Wind کے بول

Standing in this garden That we shared for years Seeing paradise through All our dreams and tears Scattered seeds along the Way and saw them grow At times we've seen the Mighty mountain walls Come and go And stll the wind is gonna Blow Sometimes fast and Sometimes slow Floating on an ocean, our Ship without a sail Who are we to try and stop What will or won't prevail And if we slip into the Darkness of a stormy Night We're only drifting with the Tide, my friends It's alright And still the wind is gonna Blow Sometimes fast and Sometimes slow Standing in this garden in a Million years Others in our place when We're no longer here Seeking answers in the Ashes of our lives And they will find their Place in time, my friends It's alright And still the wind is gonna Blow Sometimes fast and Sometimes slow