When the wind is blowing

and your mind feels free

in the secret of the desert

any of your chosen dreams

like a hungry unborn kitten

you just try to feel free

into lands of hope and glory

you will find long forgotten trees



oh can you feel the wind

blowing in your face

telling you that you

should win the final race



if the men will ask you

you should tell them what you´re told

show them different views and aspects

and convince the very old

give them food to feed their souls with

anything they want to eat

even if they´re blind and desperate

future is a calming breeze



oh can you feel the wind

blowing in your face

telling you that you

should win the final race



careless whispers gonna hurt you

my name is an ancient drug

dreams of unions never mentioned

measure off an awkard bound

leaders do need perfect teachers

water needs a thirsty soil

is my life a book to open

or do memories come in coils



oh can you feel the wind

blowing in your face

telling you that you

should win the final race