Chase the Wind
She came in my room
I sent her home
Too much time has gone by
Since I've been alone
I really love her
But It's a crutch
Because I've grown numb
To her gentle touch
We've walked two miles in each others shoes
Against wind trailing perfume
From a path we want to know yet never follow.
We've asked the sun to dry the rain.
With rays that only brought us pain.
If only this would end.
I could learn to chase the wind
I collect her tears
Like coins in a glass
That grow into dollars
That never seem to last
She picks me up
And i turn her down
Memory of miseries
Are all I've found
We've walked two miles in each others shoes
Against wind trailing perfume
From a path we want to know yet never follow.
We've asked the sun to dry the rain.
With rays that only brought us pain.
If only this would end
I could learn to chase the wind
Autor(es): JOEL NAHUM CROSS
