A Wind Rose

A wind rose in the night, down the hall Sorrow plucked my heart, I could not help her, oh, oh I went and softly stood at her door Days of grief I stood, candles flaring, oh, oh The wind was wailing loud, I thought she would have cried For my warm familiar arms and the sense of being by her side By her side, side Candles shadow leave on the wall She lays before me still, and does not care at all, care at all The wind was wailing loud, I thought she would have cried For my warm familiar arms and the sense of bеing by her side By her sidе, side By her side, side