To the place where the wind blows
I’m going
Under the tree that’s like your hair
Leaning against a rattling train
I’m writing a letter to you
I’m standing on the road that I saw in my dream
With butterflies and fear
It’s an anxious happiness but
We’re feeling it as we see
The sky and the people
There are hard days
But for the new dreams
To the place where the wind blows, I’m going
To the place where the sun shines, I’m going
Trusting my body to the wind, I’m going
Even if I’m shaken by the rolling waves
I’ll look at the horizon
To the place where the sunshine smiles
I’m going
To the place where the leaves beckon
I’m going
I’m whistling as a walk and thinking of you
I long for your voice
But I can’t turn around
To the place where the wind blows
I’m going
I’m going