The Winds Cry Love

The Winds Cry Love

                        As the winds blow,                         

the years go bye.

As the tears I cry,

 love catches my eye.

I am fond and drawn into a scene,

things turn around

and the tears roll and I am found.

Oh so in love with life,

the very pain of it cuts deep like a knife.

I can’t sweat the strife,

because I am to young to lose out on life.

As the winds blow,

the years go bye,

as the tears I cry.

When I dry my eyes,

I look into heaven skies,

and realize

the truth lies

in love.

 God is love.

Yes, he loves

oh, yes he does,

as the winds cry love.