Текст: Trapt. No Apologies. The Wind.

Whichever way that the wind blows
That's where I'll go
I can't think 'bout tomorrow

On down the road to the unknown
I will follow
No more time left to borrow

The voice inside is calling me again
It told me to rest my head
The work is long the worries strong
As far as I can see there is no end

We toil through the dead of winter
The darkness lingers
Waiting for a tired sun to shine

You say you can predict the weather
It'll all get better
Soon enough it will be our turn to thrive

Whichever way that the wind blows
That's where I'll go
I can't think 'bout tomorrow

On down the road to the unknown
I will follow
No more time left to borrow

Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows

My hands are cold, a chill is in the air
It's getting so hard to bear
The seasons change but I can't wait
Nobody ever said that life was fair

Floating down a raging river
I start to shiver
I know I'm close to where the water falls

My only choice is to surrender
To a new adventure
Leave it up to chance to make the call

Whichever way that the wind blows
That's where I'll go
I can't think 'bout tomorrow

On down the road to the unknown
I will follow
No more time left to borrow

Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows

You're listening to new

Take me, I'm ready, I'm willing
Take me, I'm ready, I'm willing
Take me, I'm ready, I'm ready
Take me, take me

Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows

Whichever way that the wind blows
That's where I'll go
I can't think 'bout tomorrow

On down the road to the unknown
I will follow
No more time left to borrow

Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows
Whichever way that the wind blows