The winds call again, when do I stop, I have a feeling I'll know when times up. The winds call again, when do I stop, I have a feeling I'll know when times up.

As you call out for me I awaken, unto you. As you call out for me I awaken, unto you.

They have cradled you in custom, they have primed you with their preaching, They have soaked you ... They have cradled you in custom, they have primed you with their preaching, T...

The mountains call upon me They tell me to stay strong Against all that tries to hold me Th... The mountains call upon me They tell me to stay strong Against all that tr...

The time has come, postpone no more Create your tomorrow today The time has come, postpone no more Create your tomorrow today

The poem shows the poet waiting for the lover. The poem shows the poet waiting for the lover.