When the air brushes onto your face
I can see you’re living at your own pace
Still, I wonder why, why won’t you let me in?
As you finally open your eyes
There I see myself, and I realize
Clouding up our vision’s every regret in all our sin
Oh wind, clear away in the wake of the blooming flowers
that have all decayed
Even if today stops the April showers
They’ll absolve you with healing powers
Oh heal every heart with the sound of the air now
With hope as our vow
As we are the wind, let us overflow out
Far away from the ones who would doubt