a month of nights a year of days
octobers drifting into mays
i set my sail when the tide comes in
i just cast my fate to the wind
i shift my course along the breeze
won’t sail upwind on memories
the empty sky is my best friend
i just cast my fate to the wind
a month of nights a year of days
octobers drifting into mays
i set my sail when the tide comes in
i just cast my fate to the wind
Artist: Sounds Orchestral
Year: 1965
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 42