When The Wind Was Green

When the wind was green

At the start of the spring

When the wind was green

Like a living thing

It was on my lips

And its kiss was fair

You were there

When the wind was red

Like a summer wine

When the wind was red

Like your lips on mine

It caressed my fate

And it tossed my hair

You were there

Then came the fall and all of love

Came tumbling, stumbling down

Like leaves that lost to frost and found

They were flying-crying

In a brown wind dying

But the winters come and we both should know

That the wind is white like the swirling snow

And well never see all the wonderful things to be seen

When the wind is green