(Robert James) 



Been walking my old streets again

It's been such a long time since then

All around the memories are loud

For just two feet there seems such a crowd

An open window I walk by

Lovers cry and I wonder why

Take their sound into the flow

Down the endless road I goNo matter the time

Whatever the place

Maybe this time

Maybe this time





Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

The road is always 

waiting just outside in the wind



I've been trying so damn hard to fit

But nothing I do seems to want to stick

Just when I find a place to stay

The wind will come and blow me away

Whatever the time

Whatever the place

Maybe this time

Maybe this time





Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

The road is always waiting 

just outside in the wind

Whoa, just outside

The road is always waiting just outside



I've been trying so hard to fit

But nothing I do seems to stick

Just when I find some place to stay

The wind will come and blow me away



No matter the time

And whatever the place

Maybe this time

Maybe this time





Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

Waiting in the wind

The road is always waiting just outside in the wind

Whoa, just outside

The road is always waiting just outside in the wind

Whoa, just outside

The road is always waiting just outside in the wind