The winds of change are blowing the sands of timeAll that remains are footprints in our mindsThey come and go and take away the pastThe winds of change will never make things lastOh, how I wish I was in a caravanJourneying to my dreams in a desert landEach moment held in spaceThe time could not eraseOr let a memory's faceThe winds of change are blowing the sands of timeAll that remains are footprints in our mindsThey come and go and take away the pastThe winds of change will never make things lastHaven't you heard that we're running out of loveAnd in our haste our vision's blurredWe play somewhere the foolThe fish that drinks the poolDo you live a sorrowOh, how I wish I was in a caravanThe winds of change are blowing the sands of timeAll that remains are footprints in our minds*