You wont believe it, you really gotta see it, you really feel it

To know just what I mean, and see just what I see

You can’t recall it, it isn’t in a memory, a picture or a movie

Or a book you read one time, and it doesn’t have to rhyme

It’s blowing in the wind

oh let’s guess again

Hold to tight and slip it might

get lost again

It’s not so easy, hiding from a meaning, or running from a reason

Just give what you got, and forget la fin du monde

It’s blowing in the wind

oh let’s guess again

Hold to tight and slip it might

get lost again

Got lost again

get lost again