The wind, is like a snake,
It wraps, around your body,
It blows your boat in a lake,
And bounces of the lorries.
It wraps, around your body,
It blows your boat in a lake,
And bounces of the lorries.
Its like a cloud, floating around,
Blowing the leaves, all over the place,
Its like a feriswheel, going round,
And it has amazing grace.
Blowing the leaves, all over the place,
Its like a feriswheel, going round,
And it has amazing grace.
It spins around, in a storm,
Nocking anything over in its path,
You've now heard, the warn,
And every body fears its wrath.
Nocking anything over in its path,
You've now heard, the warn,
And every body fears its wrath.
Wounderfull Wind
