When lying in your bed one night, 
outside, you heard the howls, 
and the shrieks, 
and the whispers, 
and so scared you were, 
that you walked on down, 
to your parents room to tell them if your fears, 
but all they said, 
is that it's just the wind, 
but what I wonder is how you can say just the wind, 
when on the other side of the earth, the wind is making the willows weep, just the same as where now you lie, listening to it billow, 
and how is it just the wind, 
when the wind causes the greatest of trees to fall,
but it carries it's seeds,
so it will grow up again, 
and if the butterflies flutter, 
'cross the oceans and the seas, on one side of the world, 
causes a whirl of wind, 
a tornado, 
on the other, 
how can you say
just the wind?