I Envy The Wind

Lucinda Williams

I envy the wind

That whispers in your ear

That howls through the winter

That freezes your fingers

That moves through your hair

And cracks your lips

That chills you to the bone

I envy the wind



I envy the rain

That falls on your face

That wets your eyelashes

and dampens your skin

And touches your tongue

And soaks through your shirt

And drips down your back

I envy the rain



I envy the sun

That brightens your summer

That warms your body

And holds you in her heat

That makes your days longer

And makes you hot

And makes you sweat

I envy the sun

I envy the wind, I envy the rain, I envy the sun, I envy the wind