Woorden: The Cult. Brother Wolf, Sister Moon.

Embrace the wind with both arms
Stop the clouds dead in sky
Hang your head no more
And beg no more

Brother wolf and sister moon
Your time has come
Brother wolf and sister moon
Your time has come

And the wind will blow my fears away
Will dry my tears away
And dry my tears away
And dry my tears away

Embrace the wind with both arms
Stop the clouds dead in sky
Hang your head no more
And beg no more

Brother wolf and sister moon
Your time has come
Brother wolf and sister moon
Your time has come

And the wind will blow my fears away
Will dry my tears away
And blow my fears away
And dry my tears away

And the wind will blow my fears away
Will dry my tears away
And blow my fears away
And blow my, blow my fears away

Dry my tears away
And blow my, blow my fears away yeah
And blow my, blow my, blow my
And blow my fears away