My lot

how strong is the wind that blows my way

strong enough to move everything

off the highway

that o wind keeps on coming

whistling and humming

still that o wind don't get in my way

it's just a light brush across my face

to blow the stains of my tear away

as to say my purpose is not to take

everything away

I'm just passing through to

to move it out the way

for what you are about to receive

you're going to need the space