The wind pulls on me
It tousles my hair and says come and play
Pushing and pulling me as I walk
Gleefully blowing dead leaves into me
When inside I don't feel it at all
That tug for adventure that thirst for thrill
The wind is there as a reminder for you
A reminder that nature is always there and ready.
Apr 2, 2014
Apr 2, 2014 at 9:46 AM UTC
The wind pulls on me
It tousles my hair and says come and play
Pushing and pulling me as I walk
Gleefully blowing dead leaves into me
When inside I don't feel it at all
That tug for adventure that thirst for thrill
The wind is there as a reminder for you
A reminder that nature is always there and ready.