How do I get to the top of the hill? To me, it's not a place we stay We were halfway there, I saw the wind coming I had no idea what was in my head Woah, woah, woah Ooh, ooh, no How could I be there so naturally? I guess it's caused by the wind that blew me That power pushes me back, still sometimes How can I resist it on my own? What we want Is always in the wind What I know Is always in the wind How do I get to the top of the hill? To me, it's not a place we stay In the dark where I find thoughts, I sensed the wind But had no idea what was in my head