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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