Should I waste my time
With these
Scattered dreams like
Autumn Leaves
Still in my dreams I
Accomplish things
Reality takes and rarely brings
Only blowin the wind
Blowing in the wind
So will I waste my time
To impose
My ideas floating high
Amongst those
With indoctrinated minds
Like sheep or flees
Or join the circus of
Falling Leaves
Blowing in the wind
Blowing in the wind
Is it such a sin?
To be blowing in the wind
And you say your busy
Too busy to hear me shout
Would you tread on my dreams
Until I figure it out
What makes you docile
And obedient to their call
Still I waste my time
With these
Scattered dreams like
Autumn Leaves
Still in my dreams I
Accomplish things
Reality takes but rarely brings
Only blowing in the wind
Blowing in the wind
Is it such a sin?
To be blowing in the wind
And I'll trade my skin for the comfort
Of being you now
Is it worth it?
Being mortal again?
As I rest my head on the pavement
To feel the rain(x2)
I see your pain
And it's worth it...
Should I waste my time?
Still I waste my time...
Yeah...