Lyrics
Besides my kind there's not another face that I can trust at night.
Inside a closed mind, I find another place where I gave up the fight
Listen in to the West wind and know its sure to blow.
Ride in on a gust of kin and show the weak, some control. ohno nono
Designed divine, so you can drink the wine thats flowing through my veins
I watch time, unwind and bring new challenges to those who've lost their way
Listen in to the West wind and know its sure to blow
Ride in on a gust of kind and show the weak, some control, oh nono (repeats)
