Verse 1||Curled white wisps of tangled locks|A face from breath I long to feel under my touch||Verse 2||I've heard those hands crush dry leaves|I've seen those lips breathe life into the static sea||Verse 3||I've watched those feet on dirt, dancing|I've caught still words, muttered softly in the street||Chorus||She's the air flowing|Tell me, can you feel the wind?|She's the breeze calling|Listen closer and you'll hear her sing||Outro||She's the air flowing|Tell me, can you feel the wind?