I see the shadows as they come to welcome the night
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Treading the time when I know I must turn out the light
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Here in the darkness I lie down to hurt once again
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From loving a mem'ry who's heart sings a song of the wind
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So much like a child yet so very much of a man
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He was a drifter and I wasn't part of his plan
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He needed me when I met him so I took him in
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Not knowing someday he'd follow the song of the wind
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The wind sings the moving song of things that we always dream
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And the man who has heard its call can't leave a thing unseen
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If I should see him and he needs the warmth of a friend
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I'll try to help him for the short time he has spent
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I won't be surprised when I wake and he's gone once again
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For he is a dreamer who follows the songs of the wind
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Yes he is a dreamer who follows the songs of the wind
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Song Of The Wind
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Jean Shepard |