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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