Western Wind - (Live)

Western wind, when will thou blow?
 The small rain down, can rain.
 Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
 East wind over a foreign lane
 Out of an alien sky
 This is the road she chose to go
 When she kissed her love goodbye
 With a west wind blowing by
 Western wind, when will thou blow?
 The small rain down, can rain.
 Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
 Now once more on the highest hill
 She stood to see his face
 But when she turned the west wind came
 And made her steps retrace
 And said this is your place
 Western wind, when will thou blow?
 The small rain down, can rain.
 Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
 Far lands beckon so strange and fair
 They call a youth away
 But when the eastern wind blows cold
 And alien skies are grey
 She dreams of a younger day
 Western wind, when will thou blow?
 The small rain down, can rain.
 Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.
 Oh if my love were in my arms and I in my bed again.