Wind of change

Sometimes in the wind of change, we find our true direction

No road map and changing lanes, there are no wrong intersections

But it's okay to not be okay, sometimes it's alright to be wrong

The wind of change is coming either way, and we won't be here for very long

Oh my God, my hair is turning gray, and I used to dance out in the rain

My heart is young, but my mind don't feel the same

I'm growing through these growing pains, learning to fly on the wind of change

Father time is undefeated, he's always gonna win the race

First or last, he'll make his pass, he's gonna come first place