rhythm of the wind (who am i?)
my feet to the groundas i walk to the rhythm of the wind,
head held high,
proud to be me, but who am i?
seeing familiar faces as i pass by
do they know who i am?
do they see me?
am i free, to be me?
my feet to the ground
as i walk to the rhythm of the wind
head held high,
proud to be me, but who am i?
on the street familiar cars pass,
they drive by fast,
honking their horns,
then it dawns....
they must know me.
feet to the ground
as i walk to the rhythm of the wind,
head held high,
proud to be me, but who am i?
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