Chasing the Wind

The wind has no master
Circles the world without end
Blows through the forests
Commands the trees to bend
She makes the sea to roar
Whips up mountains of foam
No way to hold her
She’ll never be owned

Following you’s like
Chasing the wind
Following you’s like
Chasing the wind

Sometimes she’ll blow a sandstorm
Far into the sky
Blocking out the sunlight
Stinging my eyes, good-bye
You’re wild as the wildest wind
Elusive as moon beams
No chance you’ll be back
Together with me

From the south up to the north
From the west to the east
You lead and I follow
Pursuing unreachable dreams
You’ve flown so far away
On wings of that mighty wind
I know I’ll never ever
See you again