I asked you why
And I heard your reply [bad word] in like a storm [bad word] and go
Winds of change always blow
Darkness and light are those
Parts of the tempest called life

In and out of the eye of the storm

Tell me my friend
Will the storm ever end
Gotta get out of here
You said go slow, go the way the wind blows
Nothing to fight, you just roll as the changes go by

Now I know , what you meant
You said go slow, now I know