Which Way The Wind Blows Lyrics

"Look, see how the world goes round,
 Look, see how the day goes on.
 You, it won't stop to help you
 Me,  it won't stop to help you.
 All the time a wind is blowing
 Where it's blowing next we don't know...

 Look, some spend their days in slumber,
 Look, someone is weary toiling.
 Home, be my guest and come back home.
 Come, you'll be better off at home.
 All the time someone is dying,
 Where he's dying next we don't know.

   I sit in the sunset
   Watching God's evening,
   Receding so gently now
   Into the Westlands
   I think I'm at peace now
   But of nothing am I certain
   Only Which Way will the Wind blow next time?

 You, you might never have been saved
 Ah, well, you might not have been so brave,
 Time would have shown the parting waves
 And you slipping under Autumn's gaze
 And now I know nothing is ever what it seems.

   I sit in the sunset
   Watching God's evening,
   Receding so gently now
   Into the Westlands
   I think I'm at peace now
   But of nothing am I certain
   Only Which Way will the Wind blow next time?"