The wayward wind hasn't been your friend, for days have long departed
You once started as a child from Hell,
I knew you well, I called you friend and I brought you in - now where you gone and been?
With your first taste of sin, how well you fell upon that dark and lonely highway.
Going my way?
C'mon, step inside; be my bride, my sweet and loving cup,
Let me pick you up, drive you down where we can ride the waves,
And when the wind makes war instead of love, grab your board and rise above.
I calm the storm and stress, and when your life's a mess,
To make the best of it, and live the rest of it
My peace be still,
I'm waiting in the wings to bring the chill.
And when you shoot the curl, and whirl around and 'round, I will not ever let you drown,
Drown the whirlwind out, and while you're reaping what you've sown, I'll let it blow
Till you can, aide the waves
And when the wind makes war, you've got to ride the waves to make your way above the raging sea,
Paddle out and ride with me.
And when the sea is still, it comes down to your will to walk on top of it,
Step outside the boat and try, (your gravity deny)
Reality won't bend unless you've got a friend somewhere over the rainbow, where love lies,
Deep inside the lonely sea: the darkened, endless night,
If love is there, you're gonna ride the waves,
And when the wind makes war, you've got to ride the waves to make your way above the storm,
And ride the waves and when the wind makes war instead of love, your board can rise above...above the stormy sea,
Won't you paddle out and ride?
Ride the waves with me, and when the wind makes war...war instead of love