We are children of the world, watching every day go by Changes my life, changes your life, keeps us all anticipating Like a bird in the wind, like a tree in the storm Like the breath of a child from the moment he's born We are searchers of the truth,

There's a Northern wind, Billy, blowin' up a southern change And a Northern wind's really makin' me feel kinda strange And when that bird sings from over that silver wall I don't want to fight it, Billy, 'cause I want to go There is a wind, my Billy, and

If I could write the perfect song We could let the right out of all the wrongs Would you close your eyes, would you let it in? Would you light a candle against the wind? If I could sing the perfect words And change the world from hurt to hurt We're all

They lost their faith And now they had to learn There was no place to return Nowhere they could turn. They lived in peace, not long ago A mighty Indian tribe But the winds of change, Made them realize, that the promises were lies. The white man's greed,

Oh, mama, mama How you gonna kill your mama? You're crying to the wind Is there any saving us? We've become so dangerous Is there any change in us? Even for the sake of love When only mama is gonna love you to the grave Ugh, come on

They lost their faith And now they had to learn There was no place to return Nowhere they could turn. They lived in peace, not long ago A mighty Indian tribe But the winds of change, Made them realize, that the promises were lies. The white man's greed,

All the same we take our chances Laughed at by time Tricked by circumstances Plus ca change Plus c'est la meme chose The more that things change The more they stay the same A boy alone, so far from home Endless rooftops from my window

Nothing you can do's gonna change her mind When the wind decides that it's time to ride To spread a little hell through the heartland It takes a good long toke then it blows the smoke, through the desert night And the wings of fire, keep climbin' higher

But like me He don't know where he'll go wrong; He won't cry so many tears There's no room for us out there; You can lose your hope and pride. When it comes to broken dreams You'll get your share. Sometime a man breaks down, And the good thing he is

To all the girls I've loved before To all the girls we've loved before I'm glad they came along I dedicate this song The winds of change are always blowing And ev'ry time I tried to stay The winds of change continued blowing We're glad they came along We