Blowing in the wind,
Like leaves tossed here in there in every direction by the wind,
I’m lost,
Lost in life,
Lost in the world,
Lost in my sin,
Sometimes I feel so down I wish I had a friend,
And I remember what a friend,
I have in him,
He’s taken me from the bottom to above the rim,
And like a diamond, he’s put the Polish on me and designed my trim,
I may be blowing in the wind,
But my storm is coming to an end,
I might have been weak for a moment, but God,
With you, I can be stronger than metal, which with much force can be hard to bend,
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