Sue Ford - Ill wind [studio recording] Lyrics

Father death is pacing down the hall
Wanting me to end it all
Only he can say, only he can tell
It shouldn't matter about your personal hell
Oooo ain't no pretending, he's gonna go, he's gonna go
It's an Ill Wind
I can feel it shifting
Gonna change, gonna carry him away
I'ts an Ill Wind
Gonna carry him home
Time to rearrange, get ready to go
Heads held high, sun's about to shine
On a life, so divine, so divine
Ooooo
Fog is lifting, time to walk slowly
Together we dirge, holding a heavy heart
Slowest of pain, saddest of faces
This can't be happening, too young to depart
Oooooo he's gonna go, he's gonna go
It's an Ill Wind
I can feel it shifting
Gonna change, gonna carry him away
It's an Ill Wind, gonna carry him home
Time to rearrange, get ready to go
Heads held high, sun's about to shine
On a life so divine, so divine
Oooo ain't no pretending, he's gonna go, he's gonna go