Wonderin’ Bout The Wind

Wonderin’ Bout The Wind - Morgan Wallen

Lyrics by：Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith

Composed by：Morgan Wallen/Ernest Keith Smith

I don't know where the hell it comes from

Got no idea where it goes when it leaves

When it's here it's here

When it's gone it's gone

Kinda like them smoky mountain fall time trees

I guess I'll leave it to something bigger to figure it all out

But I sure could use a little breeze right now

Yeah if anybody out there somewhere

Got a secret they want to share

On why it does to her what it does to dust

Really just ain't fair

Why it always takes her with it

And only brings her back now and then

I guess I've always been

Wonderin' bout the wind

She sits there like a feather just waitin' on a gale

By the time I pushed off she already caught sail

I'm always waiting to put my anchor down

But I sure could use a little breeze right now

Yeah if anybody out there somewhere

Got a secret they want to share

On why it does to her what it does to dust

Really just ain't fair

Why it always takes her with it

And only brings her back now and then

I guess I've always been

Wonderin' bout the wind

Hey I can taste the rain I can see the sun

And that makes sense to me

But this feels like one that I can't outrun

Guess I'm runnin' just to see

If anybody out there somewhere

Got a secret they want to share

On why it does to her what it does to dust

Really just ain't fair

Why it always takes her with it

And only brings her back now and then

I guess I've always been

Wonderin' bout the wind

And why it always takes her with it

And leaves me hangin' on a limb

Just wonderin' bout the wind

Aw wonderin' bout the wind