The wind speaks softly to my skin,
Like a voice I’ve kept within.
It tells me secrets, small and sweet,
Of all the lives I’ve yet to meet.
It lifts the doubt, the heavy air,
And tousles gently all my care.
I close my eyes and let it be—
A breeze that sets the quiet free.
The wind speaks softly to my skin,
Like a voice I’ve kept within.
It tells me secrets, small and sweet,
Of all the lives I’ve yet to meet.
It lifts the doubt, the heavy air,
And tousles gently all my care.
I close my eyes and let it be—
A breeze that sets the quiet free.
The wind speaks softly to my skin,
Like a voice I’ve kept within.
It tells me secrets, small and sweet,
Of all the lives I’ve yet to meet.
Of all the lives I’ve yet to meet.
It lifts the doubt, the heavy air,
And tousles gently all my care.
I close my eyes and let it be—
A breeze that sets the quiet free.