Written by bob welch.





Now the wind

That's blowing out of the southwest

Is telling me, boy you better beware

Here she comes, and they call her the sweet omega

And you'll come to know the meaning of her stare



Cause the only road that you'll ever need to ride

Is the one that's rolling out, beyond her eyes

And although she'll bring you joy

Don't you know she can destroy

Oh lord she's changing me



When you're down

And you're headed for a bad night

And you're seeing shapes of trouble in the stars

She'll take your hand, cause they call her the sweet omega

Then she'll take away the sadness in your heart

Cause the only road that you'll ever need to ride

Is the one that's rolling out, beyond her eyes

And although she'll bring you joy

Don't you know she can destroy

Oh lord she's changing me



The only road you'll ever need to ride

The only road you'll ever need to ride

The only road you'll ever need to ride

Oh, lord she's changing me...






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