Where the wind blows there will I be
atop the cliffs
upon the rocks
on the sea
There will I be...

Where the wind blows there will I pray
(oh what a day)
when the wolves bay
and there's nothing left to say
there I will play.

When the wind blows then I will see
that when you make love to me
beautifully
a night-time symphony
Then I will be
and be
and be...

11/20/2005

Posted on 11/20/2005
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