No one can tell me
Nobody knows
Where the wind comes from
Where the wind goes

It's flying from somewhere
As fast as it can
I couldn't keep up with it
Not if I run

But if I stopped holding
the string of my kite
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night

And when I found it
Wherever it blew
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too

So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes...
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows

CREDIT: A.A Milne