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I Turned My Face Into The Wind - Strawbs
Written by：Dave Cousins
I wandered far
Onto the lonely moors
Sparse coarse tufts of grass
Reached out to trip me
And above my head the
Leaden clouds hung low
As I turned my face
Into the rain
I huddled close
Against a tumbling wall
Wrapped in a cloak to shield
Me from the bitter cold
The solitude weighed
Heavy on my mind
As I turned my face
Into the rain
The mist rolled down
Across the countryside
I thought I heard
The coastal sirens sound
As I turned my face
Into the rain
I tried to peer
Into the deepening gloom
To glimpse a lighted window
In the distance
But just too far to penetrate the rain
I turned my face into the rain
And yet somehow
I sensed her presence near
And tufts of sheep's wool
Hanging from a gorse bush
Were as though her hands
Were beckoning me home
And I turned my face
Into the rain
