Walking through the wind
Another one would appear
Where do we go from here,
where do we go?
If the last one isn't there
And it's all gone
But if the last one wasn't there
It'd all be wrong
Sometimes you turn around
Sometimes you're lost but not found
Where do we buy the day,
when we go?
If the last one isn't there
And it's all gone
But if the last one wasn't there
It'd all be wrong