

(hummmm) The wind is biting at the
floorboards
Left my shadow on the highway
Dust settled in my throat
Only the cold to keep me company
Shivering inside this heavy coat
The wind is howling out my name
Oh,
blow me down to the riverbed
Wash the clay right off my hands
Tell the storm I ain't quite dead
Just sinking in the shifting sands (ahhhh)
(yeah) Stove is cold and the firewood's damp
Countin' seconds by the spark
No use lighting up the kerosene lamp
When you're comfortable in the dark
Just the wind now...
Just the wind