Winter Rain

I been drifting for so long now, I can't remember from where I came
I been rambling for so many long years, I will never be the same

Like the wild wind blowing through the pine trees I'll be coming your way again
Like the sweet grass blowing in the meadow I will never be the same

There's that good-looking guy I met from Wawaw, I still remember his name
But his memory so sweet and simple, it will pass with the winter rain