There is a strange wind in the air today   Tree branches are budding and then blown away   There is a strange wind in the air today   Spiny pods are dropping and then drift away   But they will be blown into the next millenium   And I promise myself I'm coming with them      There is a strange wind in the air today   My skirt lifts up, my hair's astray   There is a strange wind in the air today   My little body's born up and then thrown away   But I will be born into the next millenium   I jump aboard the ship of bored, lost children      There is a strange wind in the air today   I fill up my hot-air balloon   And untie my stakes      And I will be blown into the next millenium   And I will be born into the next millenium