Second wind calling all the forces in
I'm in need of a second wind
A second wind down here
Saving grace calling every puckered face
I'm in need of a saving grace
A saving grace down here
Wake the thunder lightly whisper in his ear
In his ear
Tell him we're in need of stirring things down here
Down here
Wicked wind you taught us how to love again
While rain and thunder are threatening they're circling us here
Wake the lightning softly whisper in her ear
In her ear
Tell her we're in need of finishing things down here
Down here |