When a warm wind blows through the gra** And your nerves sting sharp as a knife Mornings you smile and you're never afraid And it's only sad at the end of the day You don't know Until you find out You're riddled with beauty inside of your bone
You're comforted holey inside of your home Why does it always have to be that way It's only sad at the end of the day I say When a warm wind blows through the gra** When a warm wind blows through the gra**