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.