Texty: Five To Forever. Chasing The Wind.
(Verse)
Generations come, generations go,
Time moves fast but days move slow.
Wind blows from the west with gentle rain,
Up from the north bringing loss and pain.
Gail at times, sometimes a breeze,
What puts you at ease?
(Chorus)
Is there a time for anything?
A reason for everything?
A time to be born and a time to die?
Do we have time to question why?
A time for sex, time to refrain,
Lust is a drug, screws with our brain.
A time for silence, a time for talk.
A time to drive and a time to walk.
(Verse 2)
Responsibilties get us everyday,
Why can't we just get away?
What is twisted can't be straight,
Love is lackng not hate, not hate.
(Chorus)
Is there a time for anything?
A reason for everything?
A time to be born and a time to die?
Do we have time to question why?
A time for sex, time to refrain,
Lust is a drug, screws with our brain.
A time for silence, a time for talk.
A time to drive and a time to walk.
(Bridge)
Things are in this world,
are at best, like chasing the wind.
Things are in this world,
are at best, like chasing the wind.
(Repeat Chorus)
(Thanks to Jonah for these lyrics)
Generations come, generations go,
Time moves fast but days move slow.
Wind blows from the west with gentle rain,
Up from the north bringing loss and pain.
Gail at times, sometimes a breeze,
What puts you at ease?
(Chorus)
Is there a time for anything?
A reason for everything?
A time to be born and a time to die?
Do we have time to question why?
A time for sex, time to refrain,
Lust is a drug, screws with our brain.
A time for silence, a time for talk.
A time to drive and a time to walk.
(Verse 2)
Responsibilties get us everyday,
Why can't we just get away?
What is twisted can't be straight,
Love is lackng not hate, not hate.
(Chorus)
Is there a time for anything?
A reason for everything?
A time to be born and a time to die?
Do we have time to question why?
A time for sex, time to refrain,
Lust is a drug, screws with our brain.
A time for silence, a time for talk.
A time to drive and a time to walk.
(Bridge)
Things are in this world,
are at best, like chasing the wind.
Things are in this world,
are at best, like chasing the wind.
(Repeat Chorus)
(Thanks to Jonah for these lyrics)