You said
some winds blow for-
ever, and
I didn´t under-
stand.
But you saw my eyes were
asking, and
smiling you took my
hands.
So we walked along the
seaside, where
trees grow just one
way.
Finding out the one di-
rection, that the
wind blows,
One way wind, one way wind,
are you trying to blow my mi-nd.
One way wind, one way wind,
is she her that i
hope to fi-nd.
Why you blow the
colds everyday,
tell me what are you
trying to sa-y.
No i
don´t know all a-
bout you, and
maybe I never
will.
But i do know every
word of, our
talking upon the
hill.
And when-ever I will
see you, for
maybe one more
time.
I am sure I´ll get the
answer, that the
wind has,
One way wind, one way wind,
are you trying to blow my mi-nd.
One way wind, one way wind,
is she her that i
hope to fi-nd.
Why you blow the
colds everyda-y,
tell me what are you
trying to sa-y.
One way wind, one way wind,
are you trying to blow my mi-nd.
One way wind, one way wind,
is she her that i hope to fi-nd ... (Ad Lib.)