Where the Wind Blows

I sit looking, thinking of you As fishes play their games Beneath and on the surface You were gone,gone too soon I stand here to feel you there I can hear names, names in my head From the gentle wind Whisltling unceasing Telling me something,your name Across the ocean I can hear clearly Your name now in the wind trail I feel to trace,standing now My first step cold wet and passionate Where the wind blows For you...just for you.