I love the pounding of hooves
   I love engines that roar
   I love the wild music of waves on the shore
   And the spiral perfection of a hawk when it soars
   Love my sweet woman down to the core
  
   There's roads and there's roads
   And they call, can't you hear it?
   Roads of the earth
   And roads of the spirit
   The best roads of all
   Are the ones that aren't certain
   One of those is where you'll find me
   Till they drop the big curtain
  
   (CHORUS:)
   Hear the wind moan
   In the bright diamond sky
   These mountains are waiting
   Brown-green and dry
   I'm too old for the term
   But I'll use it anyway
   I'll be a child of the wind
   Till the end of my days
  
   Little round planet
   In a big universe
   Sometimes it looks blessed
   Sometimes it looks cursed
   Depends on what you look at obviously
   But even more it depends on the way that you see
  
   (Chorus)