Letra de Not Ready for the Wind
I need a place to call home I need a place to call my ownI better read between the lines In case I need it when I'm old Another drink of bordeau wine It's good for boredom I've been toldAnother glass a fine cigar Another trip to another bar She told me man I can't be sold I told her keep your heart of goldIn case you need it when you're old I've been a fool I've been abused I've been constantly misused I've been a stranger to myself Playing the part of someone elseI'm not ready for the wind I'm not ready for the rain It's not easy filling in I need a place to call homeI used to find it in the shows In every whisper every roar It sounds pathetic but I swear I used to find it everywhereI should have read between the lines I used to see it now I'm old Another glass of bordeaux wine It's good for boredom I've been toldI'm not ready for the wind I'm not ready for the rain It's not easy filling in I need a place to call home