San Angelo wasn't the happiest town
I spent my time alone driving around
And I sat by the river and held tight to a string
That I gave to the wind, it was constant, you see
In that old flat part of the world
That was eight years ago now when I was a teen
I saved up my money and flew to the city
And the wind it still blows but it’s inside me now
I can feel it when I sit still and I wanna go out
But I can't catch sight of the ground
The wind it still blows but it's inside me now
I can feel it when I sit still and I wanna go out
But I can’t catch sight of the ground