is there some special way   in which the wind blows   or the crow flies   will we find our way back home?   following shadows of the trees   that we would grow underneath when we were young   swing set regrets and sunny afternoons   sunny afternoon      you asked me   "how do you see the wind?"   does it mark a place in time   when things were simpler   or is just a reason to repeat the seasons   since the wind it never really dies   i can see it now   its flowing like a dress through the leaves   blowing such a mess through the streets   it cant be autumn anymore      this is to a girl who somehow changed my world   and the way i look at life with open eyes   as the crow flies   we'll never find our way back home   lost inside a memory, this moment of perfection   when you and i used to watch the trees   swaying like a promise    in the wind      you asked me   "how do you see the wind?"   does it mark a place in time   when things were simpler   or is just a reason to repeat the seasons   since the wind it never really dies   i can see it now   its flowing like a dress through the leaves   blowing such a mess through the streets   it cant be autumn anymore      i think i'll just catch the wind   (Catch the wind)   i think i'll just catch the wind      you asked me    "how do you see the wind"   flowing like a dress through the leaves   blowing such a mess through the streets   it cant be autumn anymore   anymore