Which Way the Wind - Stuart A. Staples

She woke up

Singin' this mornin'

And calling me her man

There was a crack in the clouds

And the sun shifted over

It bathed our heads

And our hands

And most days

I just start walkin'

And my head

Goes down

For I know which way the wind blows

Through this town

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

And I know your place is headin' far

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

Back to the door

There’s a sweet smell comin' from the bakery

But the child in me sleeps so soundly

For there’s sourness that I crave

And I go far

I know that door

The softness of my lover’s hands

Gently pushes me out in the street again

For she knows which way the wind blows

And how it’s useless fighting against that wind

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

It blows me back to her

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

And how it turns me around

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

It blows me down onto my knees

Yeah I know which way the wind blows

Back to her feet on my knees