Pull at me lightly, Take me, draw me astray. I want to go where you freely blow. And never die away.
Foolish mortals think they live, But most are never known.
They sit and fret, And usually forget, That to live is to be wild, And roam. So you see, great wind, That used to be I, Caught up in the darkness of everyday. I want to live again. I wish to live again.