Текст песни Mists Of Down Below/meghan Hayden's

Wild wind, take me home To the mists of down below I'll be flying come September day With no borders in my way You'll find me home until the May sun burns The heavy mists of down below Refrão: I see the rivers flooding strong And people wishing they belonged Free for anywhere they want to go When they pray they can look to the sky And they'd see me as I pass by Heading to the mists of down below Without fields ripe from rain There is no way to feed my pain Until I fly to mists of down below But down below is not my fate There is no land from where I came Not even mists of old Mexico Refrão So I looked hard at reasons for The drifters going door to door Dreaming of the mists of down below But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could If wings became their neighborhoods And there'd be nowhere they wouldn't know