Got a message from the wind today
When it blew a tear across my face
It said it
Guess it
Saw a bird sail the breeze that blows
across the ridge the way I need to go
It took this much of my life to know
I
A wanderin
comin
The urge to go is in my blood to stay
The wind is startin
Might
in the place that I left behind
but a different breeze was blowin
and it just would not let me see
Now I
I guess the only thing I know is change
The winds a-startin
Guess it
A wanderin
comin
The urge to go is in my blood to stay
I
The wind is startin
