You held me through the night
The days were golden in your eyes
Sheltered from the storm, until I learned to fly
I hear the ancient call
The freedom of my heart and soul
Whispering 'goodbye', I turn and face the night
Oh I'm free again to feel a wind
Sweet warm wind on the wasteland
I'm like wild seed waiting for the rain
To carry me far away from the wasteland
Warm wind coming on the wasteland
I walk the streets we knew
Sweet memories come breaking through
But deep in my heart I know that we should part
Footstеps echo through the door
Such emptinеss I never knew before
All across the sky I hear the word 'goodbye'
Oh I'm free again to feel a wind
Sweet warm wind on the wasteland
I'm like wild seed waiting for the rain
To carry me far away from the wasteland
Yeah I'm free again to feel a wind
Sweet warm wind on the wasteland
I'm like wild seed waiting for the rain
To carry me far away from the wasteland
Warm wind coming on the wasteland
Yeah I'm free again to feel a wind
Sweet warm wind on the wasteland
I'm like wild seed waiting for the rain
To carry me far away from the wasteland
(Repeat till the end)
Warm Wind On The Wasteland was written by Sally Oldfield.
Warm Wind On The Wasteland was produced by Henry Jackman.