Oh if wind blows to guide
If decisions were an option
The visions of green lands
Would decorate my mind
If I was swallowed by blue
For the pleasure of voyeurs
Just for fun and joyful
If was not an obligation
Wash me with rain and snow
Warm me with the sun
And break the thunders' fall
Guide me through this path
If the way shows us clearly
That the journey helps to grow
And is fair to see destruction
Let me be safe at all
Wash me with rain and snow
Warm me with the sun
And break the thunders' fall
Guide me through this path
Wash me with rain and snow
Warm me with the sun
And break the thunders' fall
Guide me through this path