The Ways of the Wind

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

I wore a ring that was taken so hastily

Thinking naively that it guaranteed my safety

I'm looking at eyes that have stumbled across a shooting star

Saying that's alright, I know the kind of man you are

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

How many things I recall I can't take too far

She's good at collecting

And counting on the things you are

Forever racing the flames she loved to put me through

I was never a good seahorse

But I can practice rides on you

Another world, another space

Another mind insists I'm crying

I once experienced time with you

Now a ll exists through rage and sighing

Simon says I love you

But not as much as you display

Who says its alright

Then Simon says she's yesterday

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Like holding on a Nova Star

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

The constant search for who you are

Oh, life

Underneath love's theme lies a superficial chain

Whatever seduced the barrier

Thinks everything should stay the same

I'm meeting mind say

Hi I think I love you

I never used to run from love

But calculate what I've been through

Whatever love, whatever vibe

Whenever I'm convinced you're lying

Ask me for my mind and I

Will ask you why your sighs are dying

Introduce the melancholy

I've felt since last I saw you

You say it's alright

But I'm crushed till it decides upon you

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

I only hope you'll understand

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Finding you've no place to stand

Send my deepest sympathy

To the flowers of December's garden

What's for sale of you're emotions

Tell me. Trust can't buy me love

Well, that's OK

Tell me of your adventures, you know

I bet I could survive the wind if

Curiosity's killed the snow for real

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Like holding on a Nova Star

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

The constant search for who you are

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

I only hope you'll understand

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Finding you've no place to stand

Holding on

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

Like holding on a Nova Star

Holding on is like the ways of the wind

The constant search for who you are...