• The Winds of Change have come
    My Paradise is gone
    It Flew Away, Into Blue Sky

    Fear has come and Hate has Formed
    Hope will fade into the Dawn
    My Wings will Fade, A Clear Blue Sky

    Hope will rise in the Blue Sky
    Spirits will bring clouds into Sky

    The Sky will Gaze
    Gaze and Praise

    The Night will fall and the Stars will Light the way
    The Moon can stay up and I will catch its gaze

    How can we fly through the Winds of Great Change?
    Into the White Sea that is Peaceful rains

    My Paradise has been lost again
    But the Sky has formed you one