Wayward the wind,
knifing through the trees.
It's a very strong wind,
no longer a breeze.
Down at the tree base,
there is whispering sighs,
while treetops shake
the darkest skies.
Wayward the wind,
knifing through the trees.
It's a very strong wind,
no longer a breeze.
Down at the tree base,
there is whispering sighs,
while treetops shake
the darkest skies.