All alone drifting wild/Like a ship that’s lost out on the ocean
Everyone’s a homeless child/And it’s not hard to understand
Why we need a Father’s hand
(C) There’s a rainbow somewhere/And you were born to be there
But you’re just running in circles
Till you reach out your hand to the King of Hearts…
Pockets full of pain and fear/That’s a load there’s just no need to carry
Let it go and leave it here/Now there’s no price that’s left to pay
With one more mile or one more day. (C)
You can try to catch the wind/But in the end you’re only wasting precious time
Life can really be so kind/Once you find the truth and follow, go on follow, follow (C)
Randy Stonehill, 1976
Wings of the Wind 