When you look at me
Tell me what you see
Something in the air runs deep
If you ever had the chance to go back home
Baby, why you going home

When the wind blows, the wind blows me
Dirty lies, dirty wine on me
Something in the air owes me
Something in the air owns me
If I had the chance to go back home
Baby, won't you come along

Nothing tells me more
Than the faces you adore
When the wind blows I move more
I sleep better on the floor (floor)
If you ever had your feelings torn, torn
Baby I have plenty more

You got it, you've got it
Come on, you know you've got it

You can see me through your window
When the cradle falls the wind blows
Are you okay? what you wanna say
If I gave you reasons
Would you find another way?
But if you ever, ever had your fingers crossed
Baby, you already lost
You already lost
Nothing tells me more
Than the faces you adore
When the wind blows I move more
When the wind blows I move more