No, you can´t catch the wind
as you can´t hold the tide
but you will find out soon
who you really are
Keep on searching, searching...
...a frail hope to become
And stand strong
stand still
Don't be sad
Hold back that bitter tear
you just shed
Don't quail
We´re here
just at hand
and kindle your spirit
with the softest of your smiles
Then we´ll hide
that gift within your heart
so you know
you´ll never be alone
you'll hear us in the
howling gale
Oh child just breath
these words in
Don´t be sad
Unfurl
Do not grieve
Become

INVIA LE CORREZIONI