| I see the shadows as they come to welcome the night
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| Treading the time when I know I must turn out the light
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| Here in the darkness I lie down to hurt once again
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| From letting a mem’ry who’s heart sings a song of the wind
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| So much like a child yet so very much of a man
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| He was a drifter and I wasn’t hard of his plan
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| He needed me when I met him so I took him in Not knowing someday he’d follow a song of the wind
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| The wind sings the moving song of fields that’ll always green
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| The man who has heard its call can’t leave a thing unseen
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| If I should see him and he needs the warmth of a friend
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| I’ll try to help him for the short time he was in I won’t be surprised when I wake and he’s gone once again
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| For he is a dreamer who follows the song of the wind
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| Yes he is a dreamer who’s heart sings a song of the wind |