my friends come to see me last night I was laying in my bed and dying Annie Bonneau from St. Angel Say the weather down here so fine Just then the wind
China cat sunflower Proud walking jingle in the midnight sun Copper dome bodhi drip a silver kimono Like a crazy quilt stargown through a dream night wind
going Any road will take you there And I've been traveling through the dirt and the grime From the past to the future through the space and the time Traveling deep beneath
walks with a beat as she works the street in the dead of night She's been laid off and her kids must eat and his money's right A world away beneath the
chain the cell And the rain's too plain to tell All alone by a barren well Scarecrow's only scaring himself I've been digging the ground Beneath the
O'er water's gleam so bright The owls were heard, each one in turn From cwm y glo across the burn When wild ducks swayed at anchor Beneath the moonbeams bold When moaning wind
O'er water's gleam so bright The owls were heard, each one in turn From Cwm y Glo across the burn When wild ducks swayed at anchor Beneath the moonbeams bold When moaning wind
sleep beneath a strange moonlight? No guiding star So far from home Walked the way o' promise to find but snow Throughout, the voice of the winds
sky But something there was strange Nobody in the streets The day was bright, There was no sun at all Black ashes in the air Riding on the wind With
the scars and memories I won't forget you and me So radiantly shining thru The horizon as it rises high And the wind carries it star beneath the memories
Settling along the scenery, beneath the steady fall The dusk accompanies a loneliness, descending as snow Tears can drown the embers in this broken heart
the choice, hear the choice Up, up and away I be the wind that blows yourself The pixie does a tinkerbell Up, up and away I be the wind beneath your
on and on And guess who sighs his lullabies Through nights that never end? My fickle friend, the summer wind That summer wind Warm, warm summer wind That summer wind
lobster stew Served by a window with an ocean view You're sure to fall in love with Old Cape Cod Winding roads that seem to beckon you Miles of green beneath
asked me to come on and I can't believe it, the last, the last guest The last fool Mr. Carson will have to suffer gladly You are the wind beneath my
don't know what to say, lookin' what I lost today (And these are the things that I) Blood flowers in the kitchen, signing off and winding down This
's beneath me, it's beneath me It's beneath me So I fly above all the haters I, I fly above, I, I fly above, I, I fly above It's beneath me, it's beneath
above, I I fly above, I I fly above, it's beneath me, it's beneath me, it's beneath me. Bridge All you haters (haters), you're the wind beneath my wings (wind beneath