The Wind Lyrics - Jesse Harris

Happy but for a while 

The good times were out of style 

And April came and went 

Colder than it's ever been 

You'd lay in the morning time 

And gaze at the ceiling, tired and low 

And lately you can hear the rain 

Blowin' 'gainst your window pane 

Soundin' like a marchin' drum 

Rolled in for a firin' gun 

It once used to bring you down 

But now doesn't turn you 'round 

You go, you go