Bronia
Ochman
3:32The wind blows by, by your face The rain has dried without a trace And I sit here thinking to myself Can this be, can this be? And the words you want to say The ones that made me want to stay The wind blows by me The sun rose upon your face And the rain turned dry, I can't retrace And I wanna know how but I can't wait Can we be, can we be? And the words you want to say The ones that made me want to stay The words you want to say The ones that made me want to stay And the wind, oh, it blows by me The river, bittersweet pale eyes As I quiver inside, ooh, didn't even get to say goodbye The wind blows by, the wind blows by my face And the words you want to say The ones that made me want to stay The wind it, it blows by me Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, whoa-oh The wind, oh, it blows by me