Tired…
sitting on the floor
with his hands on the knees
the old man
is watching the clouds
with an smile on his mouth
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
The news…
bad words in a paper
such a chill on his soul
he wakes up
and moving his head
sing slowly an old song
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
And everytime when he see the life
Everything is strange
Everytime when he looks inside
Everything is all right
Everynight when he is watching lights
Every beat is O.K.
Everytime when he looks inside
Everything is all right
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
How far blows the wind?
© Words & Music by Ian Lints
