On a windy day, lets go on flying
There may be no trees to rest on
There may be no clouds to ride
But well have our wings and the wind will be with us
Thats enough for me
Thats enough for me
On a windy day, we went on flying
There was no sea to rest on
There were no hills to glide
We saw an empty bottle rolling down the street
And on a cupboard stand at the corner of the street
Wrinkled souls piled up like grapefruits