Hear the wind knocking on my window, Hoping for the good news to blow through,
But as usual it's just a wind,
Looking for a song to fall asleep to,
A song i sing, every night i think of you A song a wind sings to every night it comes in,
A song about me and you,
A song, perhaps, one day it might come true,
Thoughts of us, being together Thoughts that are imposible to be
As there is too many contradictions Althought, perhaps we can still coexist
