I fell in love with the soul that had wind in her hair.
She came into my world and whisked me out of it,
I followed her scent.
I fell in love with the soul that smiled in the midnight air.
My Mother warned me about it,
Be careful or she may shred your heart.
I followed her scent, to my descent.
I fell in love with the girl that had wind in her hair,
No one could catch her, mold her, wind her, break her, capture her.