How hard the wind blows
'pends on which way I'm walkin'.
I've got a feelin'.
I'm gonna find her still an'
she will open doors for me.
Thought life was real when
it dealt me troubles,
brought me down, had no control.
Built me some walls an'
made 'em thick enough to last.
Seemed like some freedom,
locked 'em tight against the past.
But I'm gonna find her still an'
she will open doors for me.
Want to become what
I've always known that we could be.
Somewhere the road signs
will lead her here to me.
But I can't wait,
can't wait my life for shoes.
Big shoes for walkin',
and the wind can tell me where.
I'm gonna find her still an'
she will open doors for me.
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