Percussion - Flute

Bass - Harmonica - Mandolin

Vocalist - Composer


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Lyrics

Face the Wind

They say that time will tell all that we need know
How can I ever let go
Until I do time gets the best of me

I close my eyes and wait for the sunset
In a dream the shadows take you
Leaves that turn their backs to a rainy day

Now I face the wind
I
m sending my answers all back again
Im ready for anything

Love is where you go
And anything that you will ever know
Can never be far from here

Now I face the wind
Im sending my answers all back again
Im ready for anything

Believe that growing pains are deepest at midnight
Lean into the morning sun
Embrace the night as all that we need to learn

I want to hear the quiet in your heart
Answers only you can tell
Hand in hand - The children of wiser days

Now I face the wind
I
m sending my answers all back again
Im ready for anything

Love is where you go
And anything that you will ever know
Can never be far from here

Now I face the wind
Im sending my answers all back again
Im ready for anything

Im ready for anything

Candyce Giaquinto - Lyrics & Music
John Kurgan - Music
© 1990



Waiting For Love

Never a pound of forgiveness - Hardly a trace of relief
How is it you walk away free - Why is it they couldn’t see
Now we are left with division - Facing the winds of regret
I never thought this could happen - Wagering more than we bet

This is not fruit for consumption - Rotting in tracks that we’ve laid
Soiling what path comes before us - Lie in the bed that we’ve made
What is this crown that we’ve fashioned - Molded from years of neglect
So much is laid by the wayside - Waiting for love to perfect

Take heed of what you see - And learn by example
There’s proof in history - The poisonous apple
I have many reasons to believe - This is more than it seems
When our hearts are driven by our greed - And we bathe in deceit

" I have a dream" was his answer - He never looked to the side
Eyes set on only one vision - Taking true love in his stride
What is this crown that we’ve fashioned - Molded from years of neglect
So much is laid by the wayside - Waiting for love to perfect
Waiting for love to perfect - Waiting for love to perfect


Candyce Giaquinto
© 1997