There's no weight left in the wind To learn how to break the ice You've been sailing in the Desert for months now
Please come back, there's nothing left in the wind
You are travelling through the hollows In between the lines of a blanked out page
You try to fill 'm up with some easy white lies
Please don't, there's nothing left in the wind
A story that's growing By wandering words left unsaid, unsaid A tale that is hidden A book That is written in your head, in your head
There's no weight left in the wind To keep on roaming in this wasteland The dust is Getting in your veins and it wears you out
While you're still waiting for the wind
In the distance there's a river It'll lead you out of this silent storm with ease Maybe you'll Wonder again, on this newly found land
Your stories are growing By wandering words left unsaid, unsaid A tale that is hidden A Book that is written in your head, in your head
There's no weight left in the wind To keep the stories from growing in your head
There's no weight left in the wind