The wind blows from the west, bringin smells and sounds from far off lands.
On the wind comes stories of mystery, tears and laughter, of old and new adventures.
The wind blows from the west, traveling straight and true.
Carrying messages to loved ones afar, secrets to be told to only those who knew.
Blowing ships safely home, their sails so full, laden down with treasures so new.
Birds on the wing, gliding to their nests.
When the wind blows from the west, its fresh and playful,
blowing kites and paper planes, children laughing, life is good.