"now you are walking on the shore...to wonder
the more you learn the less you know
the more you go to no where
you ask the bird as she flies by
just where she's at
she says where the wind blows
ask her by that what does she mean
she says she doesn't know and as she flies away
she seems to say to love is the wind
where blows my love
where blows the wind
the wind is my love."
I would be most grateful.
Patrick Julian
North Vancouver, B.C.
landlawyer@msn.com