The wind, blowing high and low
The wind, through and around my heart
 
Where do we go at the end of the day
Where do we go at the darkest night 
It’s Blowing, weakening, and it goes again
 
The wind, blowing towards the cliff
The wind, blowing with despair
 
Where do we go at the end of the day
Where do we go at the darkest night 
It’s Blowing, weakening, and it goes again