i can hear the wind feeling the chill;
his bones are creaking and his spirit is breaking
but he keeps moving on; lonesome and loveless;
he is weather-beaten;
he thought that winter would keep him company but it only stole the warmth away from his heart!
i can hear the wind feeling the chill;
as the snow comes down, it'll unsettle him more
and he'll cry in pain but no one will pay heed;
they'll be too busy nursing their wounds.
lonely, lonely wind as homeless as you are, i wish i could help
but i'm afraid i can't befriend you.
be patient for the winter will tire out too
and you will get a fresh lease of life.
bid your time like you have in the past and move on wind; move on!"
