Blow the Line

Wait for me anywhere you want to
Wait for me I”ll be home soon
I have no past, I have no future
I’m only the wind, I’m only a feather

Wait for me anywhere you want to
Wait for me I”ll be home soon
Misty clouds all over town, It’s time to leave, It’s time to blow the line
Why the western man feels so alone? Why the mystic rain never last long?
Words come together, but they don’t reach my tongue
Words come together, but they don’t reach my bones
Misty clouds all over town
It’s time to leave, It’s time to blow the line