Where Wind Blows Songtext

From here where wind blows I'm waiting to know what I'll never know: what you think of me. you send me pictures and words of love. I am an older boy, there's nothing I'm sure of. 'Cept I know I have faith to soar, strength to fly, and little more. Wind has worn from me hostility; gentility I wear like a crown. Imagine me otherwise; a hundred guys would kill to be walking beside you here. So it isn't clear what's wrong with me. I get my feet wet, I have paid my debt, I am loved yet...What do you think of me? You sing me melodies and hand over gold rings with silver keys. Say I'm your lover. Oh why do you think of me.