Hear The Wind - Gene Clark

Look around little darlin do you know who I am

I’m as much your reflection as I am my own man

You need not to defend love life’s the house where we live

We cannot see tomorrow only feel what we give

Put your head on my shoulder dry the tears from your eye

Watch the sun’s fading ember hear the wind as she cries

We talk and hear about lonliness

The cold blue hunger of the soul

But if this world has redemptiveness

Why ever should we be somewhere

Where there’s nowhere to go

Put your head on my shoulder dry the tears from your eye

Watch the sun’s fading ember hear the wind as she cries

Hear the wind as she cries