BOY ACOSHA
THE WIND IN MY SAILS OF SORROW
(Robert Lumme)
I'm sitting at the front porch
In my rocking chair
A cup of coffee in my hand
And the wind blows through my hair

There were times of joy and happiness
When the grass was growing green
But how you've left the place
It's the worst I've ever seen

Katrina, Katrina, Katrina you are
The wind in my sails of sorrow
The twister in my brain
And I hope that we will never meet again

I followed you like a blind man
It seemed like lots of fun
I didn't want to see the signs
Your were my goddess of the sun
I thought all my dreams came true
It's been my lucky day
I wanted to take a brighter path
But instead I went astray

My eyes they are still swollen
From the floods of tears I've cried
I try to kill the time
And I'm waiting for low tide

Then suddenly a storm came up
And rain was pouring down
Gone were all my precious dreams
And my hope was going to drown

You were gone as quickly as you came
And I was left alone
I was wandering the streets
Freezing to the bone



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