I wake up in the morning
And say with a prim tone
Where are you?
I want to give you this red flower

Did you step over the flower petals?
The sunlight is beautiful
I picked an armful of pretty flowers
Riding the wind and waiting
But you’re not coming

You’re a wind person
Who came into my poor heart
You’re a wind person
When the ground hardens and the sun sets
I hope a bright light will shine and you’ll blow a gentle breeze

Did you step over the flower petals?
The sunlight is beautiful
I picked an armful of pretty flowers
Riding the wind and waiting
But you’re not coming

You’re a wind person
Who came into my poor heart
You’re a wind person
When the ground hardens and the sun sets
I hope a bright light will shine and you’ll blow a gentle breeze