Letras:Yonder Mountain String Band. Old Hands. Wind Through The Willows.

Thought I heard you call my name
On a gentle summer breeze it came
To me, late one evening
I turned around and you weren?t there
I saw your face and touched your hair
Seeing is believing.

Chorus:
When the wind blows through the willows
Real soft like right before a summer storm
When the wind blows through the willows
I hear your voice, then it?s gone.

I put aside the tryin?
And I pictured you were lyin?
Next to me, it was late one evening.
Well, I know I?m not one to reminisce
But can I have another kiss goodnight
Are you leaving

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I hear your voice from near and far
I?m falling off a falling star
It?s late in the evening.
Will I fly or will I land
But weren't we walking hand in hand tonight
It's deceiving.

[ Chorus ]