Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Where Do You Go?


Now when I need you, you're nowhere around. Just when I'm going down, you're taking a trip down town. How do you fly so far? With the world in disguise. Do the people around you put you to where they need you?

Where do you go when the wind doesn't blow? Are you still like the trees? Only bend with a breeze?

I long to smell you, to feel you within. I need you near to me. Just the touch of your skin. I want to hear you and tell you again. But so much can happen, makes it harder to explain.

Where do you go when the wind doesn't blow? Are you still like the trees? Only bend with a breeze?

You think I need no one, you're always around. Turning on a sixpence, locked in the crowd. Now when I need you, you're nowhere around. Just when I'm going down, you're takin' a trip down town.

Where do you go when the wind doesn't blow? Are you still like the trees? Only bend with a breeze?

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