winddream
O' to be a crisp, cool draft
Whistling o'er hills
Puppet master of fall leaves
Heralding winter chills
Or how about a winter storm
Howling through the night
Painter of the window frost
A masterpiece of ice
Though blizzards are magnificent,
A blust'ring breeze I'll be
Twirling flowers everywhere
Dancing 'cross the sea
But summer winds are loved by all
Cooling all the land
Snapping 'round the seaside
Whipping up the sand
O' to be anything
So wild and free
