Wind Starts Blowing - The Plan

Come on now

Let’s get out today

Oh, the wind starts blowing

Get out of that bed

I need some

Get me something bad

Make the rain start falling

Wash the troubles I had

Hold on heart of mine

We’re going for a ride

I don’t need to read no signs

I’m in my prime

I’ve been down

I’ve been dead and thrown away

Let me sense in the air that thunder’s ahead

Oh no Sir, of that I take no part

The storm back yonder is holding this heart

Oh no Sir, your world’s just a shade

I get my storm here to blow me away

Lord, I get my storm here to blow you away