Who can say where our winding roads shall go
Who can say how love will strengthen and grow
Who are those to say where our hearts can go whilst
In there hand there own grows cold
Who can predict one individuals mind
When one cannot predict the changing essence of our time
The winds blow softly but yet determined with a message
Of change, a new enlightenment one once estranged
It is now searching out hearts which are stronger then ever
With the blow of wind or hearts and mind can change
The breath of life a new age a whisper on a zephyr
To create a harmony one day we’ll live together
One day and its coming, riding on a zephyr
More then we are, better then we where,
Making this happen a holding hand unity will unfold
And together forever we grow
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