Windlace (album Version) - Sweetwater

The wind is a prince of the earth

The season is his noble steed

It's him taking life giving birth

Performing his global deed

And he comes around in the morning

To cool off the worm afternoon

Gently caressing the evening

Howling at the side of the pool

High mountain guide him

They wonder in people below

With no one beside him

Those blazes were gold and will go

He's just outstanding

Aboard a sea of flare

He's just out of really

To capture the mount of men

And he comes around in the morning

To cool off the worm afternoon

Gently caressing the evening

Howling at the side of the pool

The wind is a prince of the earth