Windy - Greg MacPherson

A voice said, hidden on the wind, said "get out again, get out while you can",
and you're gone away for a while.

A voice said, hidden on the wind, said "get out again, get out while you can",
and you're gone away for a while.

Something different is your beacon, and the border is your goal,
and where you go from there, man, I don't know.

Goin where it isn't cold and it doesn't snow
like it is in winter in the background here.
For eight months out of the year the wind blows in your face,
like it's blowin at your back now,
blowin at your back now.

Goin where it isn't cold and it doesn't snow
like it is in winter in the background here.
For the best part of the year the wind blows in your face,
like it's blowin at your back now.

And there's something in your life, and a hole is what it is,
and this knowing what it is is what's driving you,
driving you away, driving you away.

All you warm-blooded people in this northern city,
warm-blooded people in this northern city,
wish the winter'd go, but don't listen to the wind sing
"Follow me, Follow me away!
Follow me away!"