You’d say to the wind when it took you away:
“That’s where I wanted to go to-day!”
Where am I going? I don’t quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow—
Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know.
You’d say to the wind when it took you away:
“That’s where I wanted to go to-day!”
Where am I going? I don’t quite know.
What does it matter where people go?
Down to the wood where the blue-bells grow—
Anywhere, anywhere. I don’t know.