Strong wind, gusty wind won't you blow my cares away?
Just for a little peace, even if just one day.
My heart is hurting and heavy. Blow that away too.
Take everything with you, make it all like new.
My soul is a heap of ash, let it fly on your tails.
Scattering about, above the hills and over the trails.
My thoughts are like leaves, covering the ground in the fall.
Gusty wind, come through and clear them all.
My tears I shed roll down my face.
Dry them up, or blow them away; away to another place.
My dreams are dark and lonely, my sleep long and cold.
Bring warmth on your breeze, like sunshine that's gold.
Strong wind, gusty wind, you we cannot see.
Bring me back to myself, so that I can just be me.
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