The Ways of the Wind

Holding on is like the ways of the wind
Holding on is like the ways of the windI 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 areHolding on is like the ways of the wind
Holding on is like the ways of the windHow 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 youAnother world, another space, another mind insists I'm crying
I once experienced time with you now all exists through rage and sighing
Simon says, "I love you, but not as much as you display"
Who says it's alright then Simon says, "She's yesterday"Holding on is like the ways of the wind
It's like holding on a Nova Star
Holding on is like the ways of the wind
The constant search for who you are, oh lifeUnderneath 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 throughWhatever 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 youHolding 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 standSend 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 okay, tell me of your adventures, you know
I bet I could survive the wind if curiosities kills the snow for realHolding 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 areHolding 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 standHolding 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 areHolding on is like the ways of the wind
The constant search for who you are