5 views
windy wind
Oh you turn
you whip around trees
like crayons on the table
If I am out
In your grasp you
blowing me one place
or another
To get to a time
when you are still
So I can walk along with
Happiness now
But I will look around again
when you will come back
again.
you whip around trees
like crayons on the table
If I am out
In your grasp you
blowing me one place
or another
To get to a time
when you are still
So I can walk along with
Happiness now
But I will look around again
when you will come back
again.
