Winds Of Change
The Winds of Change are blowing
In every direction they flow.
With weary whispers tracing -
To places you never thought you’d go.
Though the same sun keeps on shining
Though a new moon shows its face -
Though your feet stay firmly planted -
In the exact same – changing place.
The days of old todays are going.
Because tomorrows are on their way.
They cannot stop and change their path –
Though you would bid them stay.
Don’t appoint your wasted tears -
For things that never last.
For the Winds of Change still blowing -
Are blowing -
Keep blowing -
The winds Of Change now blowing -
Blowing away the past.