Just another song before this heart of mine turns to stone
Suitcase is my guitar in my hand
I'm leaving on the midnight train faster than a hurricane
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind, whistle in the wind,
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
I believe my magic's turned to rust and this heart of mine's about to bust
Cause I left my love a thousand miles behind
I'm going back to Willow Creek, anticipating sweet release
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind, whistle in the wind
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind, whistle in the wind
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind one more time oh
I'm going back to Willow Creek, anticipating sweet release
Chances are that's where he'll be..waiting for me
Just another song before this heart of mine turns to stone
Suitcase is my guitar in my hand
I'm leaving on the midnight train faster than a hurricane
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind, whistle in the wind
Just to whistle in the wind one more time
Whistle in the wind, whistle in the wind
Just to whistle in the wind one more time, oh
Just to whistle in the wind one more time, oh
Just to whistle in the wind one more time