When the wind blows, it blows When it goes, it goes Sends the dust devils flying In your mirror. When the cotton trees Applaud the summer breeze The silver leaves fall at your feet Just to be near you. Maybe you'll look back When the dirt stops flying And see that my whole world is dying Just to have you back again. When the winter rain Hits your window pane You know it only wanted in Just to be near you. When the moon hangs low I wonder if you know Even the night falls at your feet Just to be near you. And the nighttime voices Are moaning and sighing Sounding like the crickets crying Just to have you back again.
