The winds of change I can feel,
The truth I can no longer conceal.
The good old days are long gone,
I am stuck between dark and dawn.![]()
The truth I can no longer conceal.
The good old days are long gone,
I am stuck between dark and dawn.
The power of the wind strong,
It’s new but sounds like an old song.
For its a phase which shall pass too,
and it all depends on what we do.
Lessons to be learnt,
and rule books to be burnt.
Life never lets you sit comfortable,
winds of change like you best when you are vulnerable.
Dare not to under-estimate the power of the wind,
They can change your mind.
I am trying, trying hard.
To stay strong and keep guard.
I am the captain of my ship,
and I shall not let the gust of wind whip my ship!
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