the windy shore
a misty dawn is rising on this morning
inside of me a silent seed is growing
the stormy clouds are crying out a known name
the thunder calls, it’s coming on like bright flame
what would you do if you should feel
they’re calling you?
the answer lies upon the windy shore of
the heart
the stormy clouds are crying out a known name
the thunder calls, it’s coming on like bright flame
what would you do if you should feel
they’re calling you?
the answer lies upon the windy shore of
the heart