Wind and Sand - Eric Andersen

All alone a father sits

Thinking of his son

Far away a mother sleeps

Her baby yet unborn

Rain and wood and fire and stone

Magic all across the land

Seasons come and times will go

Right through your hand

Like wind and sand

In awhile a child will grow

A bird will learn to fly

Pretty soon a child will know

What it is to make a life

Rain and wood and fire and stone

Magic all across the land

Seasons come and times will go

Right through your hand

Like wind and sand

Long before the river goes

Far from where it was

Long before it meets the sea

A child will know of love

Rain and wood and fire and stone

Magic all across the land

Seasons come and times will go

Right through your hand

Like wind and sand