I often sit and wonder,
What the world could have been.
Without its villains and heroes,
Or without me.

Would the birds sing in the morning?
Would people be so forgiving?
Would the flowers bloom in May?
Would the night become the day?

Would the world leaders be at war?
Would their tales still be ancient lore?
Would millions of people be saved?
Or would billions more die today?

The sun shines on happy days,
The rainbow appears on lucky days.
The rain weeps on sad days,
The wind blows on stormy days.
No matter the weather,
Being so clever.
It always surprises me.

The rain cloud flys slowly,
Weeping tears as it goes.
Where it's tears land, people rejoice,
As the cloud continues to flow.

I tried so hard but when I succeeded,
I forgot those who were there.
They left me with my glory,
As I slowly became history.

I sacrificed everyone I loved,
For something I didn't need.
So think twice,
No ,thrice,
If glory is really what you seek.

Will you be lost or be part of history?
Will your story be told or remain a mystery?
Will your descendants know what good you've done?
Will they finish what you've begun?
Will they sing your song of joy?
Will your song remind them not to run away?
Or will your memories falter,
And slowly fade away?

We'll be singing a song,
A song you won't forget.
So leave your worries behind.
And come and sing-along!

Love me with your sweet kisses,
Love me when I'm down.
Love me wherever I go,
Love me by the rainbow.

I'll be with you forever,
I'll never really die.
My spirit will always be with you,
So you'll never have to cry.

Don't leave me here alone,
I'm not going anywhere.
Without your love,
I won't be there.

Leave your worries behind,
And come and sing with me.
So come on singing,
And make your dreams reality.

The wind is a living creature,
Just like you or me,
It has and obeys no leader,
And the wind will always be free.
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The wind is a spirit that can't be broken,
Its an eternal soul.
It will travel the world for centuries to come,
And  carry Santa and his reindeer, back to the north pole.
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The wind has a mind of its own,
It likes to play tricks and pranks.
The wind fears no foe,
As it travels the world alone.
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The wind is not an invincible force,
It tires and aches too.
At the end of the day the wind sleeps,
On the horizon blue
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The wind will always be there,
Blowing and Puffing.
You'll never be alone,
The wind will always be ready to play.