The Wind has a voice,
A sad, sweet voice
I've heard it sing
Long and beautiful
...
The air grows crisp
And cold
Electricity silently hums
And there's a hint of danger
...
'Wind Child'
The Wind has a voice,
A sad, sweet voice
I've heard it sing
Long and beautiful
Like Wind should be,
Carrying forever
The singing Wind is rarely heard
It's quiet and soft and
Unnoticeable
I am a Wind Child
I hear the Wind as
She sings her sad, sweet song
I am a Wind Child
And I sing with the Wind
Wind Children are rare as
True Hope
Special as Love
Wind Child
Is me