In the echoed streets where shadows whisper tales
Footsteps trace the map of forgotten trails
With each cobblestone a story unfolds
Carrying the weight of the secrets it holds
Wanderer in the wind, where do you go
Chasing the sunset, the farthest glow
Heart bound to the horizon's endless call
Walking through seasons, spring to fall
Underneath the canopy where ancient oaks sigh
The river runs a relentless reply
Its waters know the touch of time's embrace
Reflecting the world in its flowing grace
Wanderer in the wind, where do you go
Chasing the sunset, the farthest glow
Heart bound to the horizon's endless call
Walking through seasons, spring to fall
Whispers of the old town weave through the air
A tapestry of lives, a silent prayer
Each thread a melody, a woven part
In the symphony of the wanderer in the wind, but
In the symphony of the
Wanderer in the wind, where do you go
Chasing the sunset, the farthest glow
Heart bound to the horizon's endless call
Walking through seasons, spring to fall
Wanderer in the wind, where do you go
Chasing the sunset, the farthest glow
Heart bound to the horizon's endless call
Walking through seasons, spring to fall