Winds of Change
JEANNETTE L. SEARS, PETER SEARS
Walk softly through the desert sands
Careful where you tread
Underfoot are the visions lost
Sleeping not yet dead
Hang on winds starting to howl
Hang on the beast is on the prowl
Hang on can you hear the
Strange cry
Winds of change are blowing by
Mountains crumble and cities fall
Don't come to an end
Just lie scattered on the
Desert floor
Waiting for the wind
You got your life planned carefully
But you left out one detail
The hidden hand deals just one round
And the winds of change prevail
Walk softly through the desert sand
Old dreams lead the way
Nothing new in the sands of time
Just changes every day
Hang on it's starting again
Hang on there's no shelter from
The wind
Hang on like a fire from the sky
Winds of change are blowing by