Not Ready for the Wind Songtext
von Favez

I need a place to call home
I need a place to call my own
I better read between the lines
In case I need it when I′m old

Another drink of Bordeaux wine
Is good for boredom, I've been told
Another glass, a fine cigar
Another trip to another bar
She told me, "Man, I can be sold"
I told her, "Keep your heart of gold"

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 else


I′m not ready for the wind
I'm not ready for the rain
It′s not easy fitting in

I need a place to call home
I need a place to call home
I need a place to call home

I used to find it in the shows
In every whisper, every roar
It sounds pathetic, but I swear
I used to find it everywhere

I should've read between the lines
I used to see it, now I′m old

Another glass of Bordeaux wine
Is good for boredom, I've been told

I′m not ready for the wind
I'm not ready for the rain
It ain't easy fitting in


I need a place to call home
I need a place to call home
I need a place to call home