[ Featuring the Meantone Coalition ]
Sometimes alone
I'll sit at home and listen to the wind blow
It speaks to me of those memories that I know
It was only yesterday that you went away
And you're no longer near
I feel the need with the coming rain to have you here
Gazing through my window screen and out into the street
Nothing moves no children play in the summer's heat
And the wind is blowing back my curtains
Reminding me of the times
Lying on white linens
Remembering when you were mine
Your days float by questioning "Why?"
Of those who've gone before
Song birds sing the songs of love
Yours are full of sorry
And you come to me on your knees begging for me to set you free
When after all it was you who left me
