Which way the wind blows
It matters not to me
I take my chances light
I'll be what must be
When I take your hand I'll know
What you could mean to me
I may not dine in palaces
With an angel on my shoulder
But when I walk these streets
These streets belong to me
It wasn't always so
That I should feel so free
Down the road I go
This lover's life for me
When I take your hand I'll know
What you and I could be
I may not dine in palaces
With an angel on my shoulder
But when I walk these streets
These streets belong to me
When rebel days are gone
And old lovers leave the field
Does heartache linger on
Will nothing be revealed
When I take your hand I'll know
If this is what I'll see
I may not dine in palaces
With an angel on my shoulder
But when I walk these streets
These streets belong to me
