tonight, a ghostly wind howls
through this chilly moonlight
as shadowy trees slow dance
while the past slips into sight
you blew in on a winter\'s day
dark cyclone bringing change
singing me sweet gypsy tunes
words I would not rearrange
silhouettes in a cabin window
sharing this blazing fireplace
your frosty breezes dying out
warmed by love\'s sweet grace
but,
with a
lobo wolf\'s urge to roam
you couldn\'t stay here for long
on nights like this I remember
how I lost you to the
wild wind\'s
song