Dad, I heard you in the winter wind today
across a crisp November sky
and your timing just may
be a balm that serves my soul.
I doubt that the days gone by
have dimmed your love
or those lessons of "why"
or those lessons of "why"
that set me on the right path.
Dad, I heard you in the winter wind today
across a crisp November sky
and your timing just may
be a balm that serves my soul.