Gone with the wind Gone with the wind

Why did you let me go, What did I do know, Why did you let me go, What did I do know,

Take my hand and run with me, from the past called yesterday, and to the future. Take my hand and run with me, from the past called yesterday, and to the future.

Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you: Who has seen the wind? Neither I nor you:

The shooting star... The shooting star...

It's a poem about poets journey,whatever the situation is we have to be like fluid and maintain our... It's a poem about poets journey,whatever the situation is we have to be like fl...