Lyrics

There's something in the air and the birds all swear it
And they're not alone
There's something coming in and some kind of wind is gonna
Sigh and moan, sigh and moan
This time I gotta get it right
Before it knocks me down
Night terror or a lullaby
I go round and round and round


Canadian clipper or soft summer breeze
No way to figure it out oh please
Tell me there's somebody who sees
Which way the wind blows
I asked all the wise men 'cause they've
All seen it time and again but they
All say now and then there's just
No way to know


Walking on a wire'd get a strong man tired
And I can't go on
But talking sweet fire to my heart's desire
Will get me way beyond, and I gotta go on
This time I gotta get it right
Before it knocks me down
Night terror or a lullaby
I go round and round and round