Oh my deserted one 
You must put down your father's gun
When the sundial reaches midday 
Shut your eyes and then look away

Something's wrong, they're all gone 
I will walk through the long, long grass and say your name 

Shot through the chest and head 
She killed everyone stone dead 
And the wind blew once more through the trees 
Now she's coming straight back to me 

Little things, the insect's sting 
I will walk through the long, long grass and say you're 

Running from the dark 
Look what you have done 
Running from the dark Look what you have done 
But you can't run from me 
'Cause I'm the wind through the trees 
No you can't hide from me 

Running from the dark
Look what you have done 
Running from the dark 
Look what you have done 
But you can't run from me 
'Cause I'm the wind through the trees 
No you can't hide from me 
'Cause I'm the wind through the trees