Lyrics

(Jackson, Rice)

Everything has its day, wind or rain, come what may
Every cloud seems to say: Nothing here waits to stay
Spirits move through the night, darkness begs for the light
Time is right to take flight, something might happen right

Ride with the wind, skies without end
Ride on cloud nine, over your mind

Sparrows come sparrows go, seasons pass no things last
Somethings fast, somethings slow. All is now, all is past.

Ride with the wind, skies without end
Ride on cloud on cloud nine over your mind
Ride on cloud nine, Open your mind.