Stop The Wind

Caught in the hurricane,
It's too late now.
I could even scream,
but you wouldn't hear me...
"Stop the wind that's moving your feet,
And spin them round to me".

Calmer days will come,
Too distant to believe.
And yet I can dream,
That she may be near me...
"Stop the wind that's moving your feet,
And wake up next to me".

Silent words take hold,
Too final to believe:
"I can't stop the wind
That's moves her feet
Away from me...
Nor ever will."

Wrecked by the hurricane,
It's too late now.