When your life seems too tough,
And you've just had enough;
When you're sick and can't take anymore -
Then move on, stop the fight,
Keep the sun in your sight,
Leave your home, lock forever the door.

When your conscience just hurts
From your sins of all sorts,
And you're sick of the horrible din -
Know, it will be alright
While the sun is in sight;
Just move on, leave it all to the wind.

What the wind will catch
It will take away -
Dreams that you once had,
Life that went astray.
What the wind will catch
It will take away -
Nothing will be left;
Move on and find the way.