Beautiful Winds
Beautiful Winds
On an early February morning, I found what could never be seen
Collects in my heart, leaves my eyes
Beautiful winds, beautiful winds, lookin' out a window
Watched her leave, she was mine, now lost in wine
Cut the words from my eyelids, I could forget it all
To remember it all again, and you know I remember it all again
Beautiful winds, beautiful winds, lookin' out a window
Watched her leave, she was mine, now lost in wine
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