Sometimes when the wind blows
   I can hear you call my name,
   And I look out of my window
   and I can see that nothing's changed.
   Sometimes when the rain falls
   All my tears, they cry for you.
   The rain just keeps on falling,
   And there's nothing I can do.
   I'm goin' down  . . . goin' down,
   taking me down the slide.
   I'm goin 'down . . . goin' down,
   taking me for this ride.
   The sun comes up
   and the birds are singing in the morinin'.
   The birds keep singing their songs.
   I know it won't be long.
   You're picking me up, so high.
   You're crashing me down ‘til the sun hits the ground.
   I'm goin' down  . . . goin' down . . .ooh
   Oh, and you're taking me for this ride.
©1996 Kevin Tilley

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