Mister Wind

Have you ever listened to the trees?

Crying out for help as the branches bend and turn

Have you ever listened to the breeze?

On a cold dark evening on a worn out country road

Was that a knock upon the door?

Who could that be at this time of night?

Look before you let them in

Could be that foxy Mister Wind

Have you ever walked on down the street

He pushes so hard he nearly knocks you off your feet

Have you ever felt his icy hands

Cutting your face just like tiny grains of sand

I never ever get to sleep at night

Underneath the blankets, turn out the light

Sometimes so cruel that it's a sin

Talking 'bout that Mister Wind

Mister, Mister Wind - Mister, Mister Wind, Yeh!

Mister, Mister Wind - Mister, Mister Wind, Yeh!

Solo

I don't think I'll ever understand

What drives him endlessly throughout this land

All you people now beware of him

Talking 'bout that Mister Wind

He's a giver - taker - He's a trouble maker

He's a blood sucker - He's a mother trucker

Talking 'bout that Mister Wind

Mister, Mister Wind - Mister, Mister Wind, Yeh!

Mister, Mister Wind - Mister, Mister Wind, Yeh!