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