Have you seen her run through the wild things Dropping behind her the child's things that she'll no longer need Scattering like seeds they are discarded then Nothing can give them a life again they're comfort only when she bleeds
Chorus 1 And strong winds are blowing through her hair I reach out to touch it but it's not there Strong winds are beating at her door Even with it locked they come back stronger than before
And when she takes a walk into the early morning Somewhere inside you an early warning bell begins to ring And in the darkest night she takes a telescope Looks through the wrong end and loses hope pointing at the nearest thing
Chorus 2 And strong winds are blowing through her hair I reach, out to touch it but it's not there Strong winds are beating down our door Shaping our lives we never know what for
And when she takes her place in the furniture The crystal vase and the rocking chair the chintz and china cups Then it's all reduced to a bill of sale She disappears with the merchandise you understand that well
Chorus 1 x3Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
