Every Time the North Wind Blows

I must be kinda stupid, but I'll never understand

Why the whim of mother nature can rule emotions in a man

From our days among the mountains and our walks through lakes of snow

I can smell your perfume every time the north wind blows

And I tried to write you letters, but I never seemed to start

So it's just my little secret, a little secret of the heart

Like the telling of a story that no one ever knows

That's how I remember you every time the north wind blows

Every time the north wind's blowing

I can feel you in the air

Like a bird above the ocean

I could touch your golden hair

But if I ever go to Scotland, if I ever pass your way

Would you meet me at the station and then carry me away?

Would you take me to our hiding place where no one ever goes?

And would you keep my body warm every time the north wind blows

There's an old church bell on Drunnoch Hill, still echoes down the road

I can hear it calling me every time the north wind blows

Every time the north wind's blowing

I can feel you in the air

Like a bird above the ocean

Let me touch your golden hair

Every year in winter, well, I never seem to learn

My heart begins to flutter and my stomach starts to churn

And I wonder what you're doing now, you're happy, I suppose

But I still smell your perfume every time the north wind blows