Gently the wind blows
Gently I follow
Softly I gaze into my dreams
Baby there’s sorrow
But maybe tomorrow
All my tears will be washed into the stream
Ho ho
There they go
My tears have become the stream that flows
Away into the sea
I am now free
My sorrows away
Now I can now play
Into the meadow
I go
Running in play
Surrender today
May your happiness regrow
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