Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Randy Crawford
Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me, what do I see?
Unhappy faces behind a painted smile
Heartache and loneliness dressed up in modern style
Unhappy people livin' in sin and shame
Reflections of myself, life is no easy game
We're caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Here I stand looking, looking around me
While all around me, what do I see?
Young girls, who'll soon become
Streetwalkers in the night
Young boys, the restless breed
Looking for a fight
Children both rich and poor
They're searching for the truth
And if they don't find it
God help tomorrows youth, oh yes
We're caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Trade winds are blowing, blowing around me
While all around me, what do I see?
Hatred and jealousy
Brotherhood is dying
Love is the answer
But nobody's buying
Good people turnin' bad
Some don't but they are few
The winds are blowing
The choice is all up to you
We're caught in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yes, we're caught up in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
We are ridin' on the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Yes, we're caught up in the trade winds
The trade winds of our time
Trade Winds was written by Ralph MacDonald & William Salter.
Trade Winds was produced by Tommy LiPuma.