When the wind blows, it blows
When it goes, it goes
Sends the dust devils flying
In your mirror.
When the cotton trees
Applaud the summer breeze
The silver leaves fall at your feet
Just to be near you.
Maybe you'll look back
When the dirt stops flying
And see that my whole world is dying
Just to have you back again.
When the winter rain
Hits your window pane
You know it only wanted in
Just to be near you.
When the moon hangs low
I wonder if you know
Even the night falls at your feet
Just to be near you.
And the nighttime voices
Are moaning and sighing
Sounding like the crickets crying
Just to have you back again.
When it goes, it goes
Sends the dust devils flying
In your mirror.
When the cotton trees
Applaud the summer breeze
The silver leaves fall at your feet
Just to be near you.
Maybe you'll look back
When the dirt stops flying
And see that my whole world is dying
Just to have you back again.
When the winter rain
Hits your window pane
You know it only wanted in
Just to be near you.
When the moon hangs low
I wonder if you know
Even the night falls at your feet
Just to be near you.
And the nighttime voices
Are moaning and sighing
Sounding like the crickets crying
Just to have you back again.