Take my hand let's follow the lines
Of this eastern wind design yeah
Time is no time at all
In this breeze from the highlands
Can you recall? Can you recall?
Where your feet were playing in May?
Or even down a valley yesterday?
Here in this Eastern wind
One cease to be
Like a reborn tease yet so real
Oh just to be and feel
Just to be and feel yeah
Whispering hymns of flutes and ragas
Takes the soul to a 7th moon
Loving voices cease as you enter
As you walk down that line alone
As you walk down
As you walk down
Where were your feet playing in May?
Or even down a valley yesterday?
Here in this eastern wind
One cease to be
Like a reborn tease yet so real
Oh just to be and feel
Eastern wind
Oh eastern wind
Take my hand let's follow the lines
Of this eastern wind design
Take my hand