The Wind

Is there anything more beautiful than a ship, sails bent to the wind?
Every time i see a shooting star skip across the sky, i think of my dead friend.

Late last night in the wind i felt him there, over my shoulder, in the air.
God only knows how many times i think of him.
I think of him again and again.

Last night the wind told me, told me everything last night.
The wind told me everything will be alright.

I’ve got a girl, she lives just down the street and i love her like a child.
Every time her hair gets caught in the wind’s sweep, my heart beats wild.
She’s taking that trip across the ocean wide on the wind and the tide.
So i will wait for the wind to turn around and bring her back to this town.

Last night the wind told me, told me everything last night.
The wind told me everything will be alright.
Everything will be alright.
Everything will be alright.
It’ll be alright.
It’ll be alright, alright, alright