Song of the Wind

I see the shadows as they come to welcome the night
Dreading the time when I know I must turn out the light
Here in the darkness, I'll lie down to hurt once again
From loving a memory whose heart sings the song of the wind

So much like a child, yet so very much of a man
He was a drifter and I wasn't part of his plan
He needed me when I met him, so I took him in
Not knowing someday he'd follow the song of the wind

The wind sings a moving song of fields that are always green
The man who has heard its call can't leave a thing unseen

If I should see him and he needs the warmth of a friend
I'll try to help him for the short time he will spend
I won't be surprised when I wake and he's gone once again
For he is a dreamer who follows the song of the wind

Yes, he is a dreamer whose heart sings the song of the wind