When The Wind Blows

When the wind blows past, you should think of me
Because that’s when I kissed you last, underneath the Willow Tree
Time passes by so quickly, Where does it all go?
It seems like only yesterday that we were both alone.

Do you often think of me and what we could have been,
If we didn’t make the same mistakes? I know I’d like to see.
If we could turn back clocks, and stop ourselves in time,
I would be your safety net, and you would surely be mine.

When the wind blows past, you should think of me
Because that’s when I kissed you last, underneath the Willow Tree
Time passes by so quickly, Where does it all go?
It seems we’re where we’re supposed to be, and that will never change.

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