Yes the wind changes and one morning early a good wind will be blowing for me Yes the wind changes and one morning early a good wind will be blowing for me
Away like a bird you have flown and upon a wild wind you were blown Where you're bound I don't know nor the way that you go But the wonderlust beckons you on
But the wind changes...
The wind sings its song in the tree but the wind song is never for me When followin' your track the wind's at your back Makin' whirlwinds where you used to be
But the wind changes... [ mandocello ] The wind quietly hides in the night and it rises again with the light But the days never fly they're slow to go by And like you there's something I can't fight
