Catch The Wind

In the chilly hours and minutes of uncertainty



I long to be



In the warm hold of your loving mind



To take your hand along the sand



Would be the sweetest thing



Would make me sing



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind







When rain has hung the leaves with tears



I want you near to kill my fears



To help me to leave all my blues behind



For standing in your heart



Is where I want to be and long to be



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind







When sundown pales the sky



I want to hide awhile, behind your smile



And everywhere Id look your eyes Id find



For me to love you now



Would be the sweetest thing



Would make me sing



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind







In the chilly hours and minutes of uncertainty



I long to be



In the warm hold of your loving mind



To take your hand along the sand



Would be the sweetest thing



Would make me sing



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind



Ah but I may as well try and catch the wind