Lyrics

BLOWING THROUGH THE TREES
© Lesley Simons / Louis Gaston

I’v seen the sights of the world, what a sight to see
Freedom blowing through my hair
Like the wind blowing through the trees
A scent of spring in the air, and I belong
Any place anywhere I can move on from
Anywhere I can hear the wind Blowing Through The Trees

It’s winter all around, but the summer’s on my face
I was beaten to the ground but I found my saving grace
Bittersweet is the rain, I Carry On
Bittersweet the refrain that I sing along
Bittersweet is the wind Blowing Through The Trees

And after all…
After all that’s said and done
Is that really all there is?
Tell me what I’m running from
Tell me what I’m running from

I’ve seen the sights of the world, the horror and the dream
Heard it singing in my soul, the whisper and the scream
Flush of hope on my face, and I belong
Anywhere any place I can move on from
Any place I can feel the wind Blowing Through The Trees

And after all…
After all that’s said and done
Is that really all there is?
Tell me what I’m running from
Tell me what I’m running from