Which, way, does the wind wind blow?
I need to know because I love you so?
Is it blowing from where you are?
It seems so very far;
I just want to know which way does the wind blow?
When the streets are cold in Chicago and
There is no where left to turn
I flew down South 300 miles and kinda swerved
Now it's dry here and I stirred up the wind again
I pray for rain again,
To save the world;
My dear friends.
@ Copyright pending 2012. by Lucinda Kerrigan.
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