Oh my deserted one    You must put down your father's gun   When the sundial reaches midday    Shut your eyes and then look away      Something's wrong, they're all gone    I will walk through the long, long grass and say your name       Shot through the chest and head    She killed everyone stone dead    And the wind blew once more through the trees    Now she's coming straight back to me       Little things, the insect's sting    I will walk through the long, long grass and say you're       Running from the dark    Look what you have done    Running from the dark Look what you have done    But you can't run from me    'Cause I'm the wind through the trees    No you can't hide from me       Running from the dark   Look what you have done    Running from the dark    Look what you have done    But you can't run from me    'Cause I'm the wind through the trees    No you can't hide from me    'Cause I'm the wind through the trees