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The Wind

The Wind

I don't know why the wind would talk to me
Late at night
Whispering, follow me into the dark
I won't bite

I heard
Footsteps coming from behind the trees
Rustling leaves
Make me buckle at the knees

Oh
Oh

Took my hand, told me not to be afraid
We'll be back soon
We took off, flying over rows of trees
To the moon

Thrust me
Twirl me
I was laughing mad with joy
'Till you said, time had come
And you dropped me like a stone

Oh
Oh
I'm bleeding from the head
I'm bleeding from the head

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