What happens if I dare to stand By my own self My own disbelief And then What happens if I keep moving In spite of all the wind Blowing on my cold feet What comes and goes Failures, heroes Are walking hand in hand Hand in hand The rain, the snow, the wind They blow And the people in the crowd Still stand Still grow The wind blowing The wind in each and everyone of them Will take a breath and then will fall And then will turn around And start again The wind in each and everyone of them Will take a breath and then will fall And then will fall The wind blowing The wind blowing