From the wind that blows by To the sun that touches your skin On a Sunday afternoon. I'm jealous! Because nothing loves you like I do. I said nothing loves you like I do. Said I'm jea- jealous Said I'm jealous I said I wish my hands could do

Wild is the wind Wild, wild is the wind That takes me away from you Cold is the night without your love You got to understand, baby Wild is the wind, To see me through, baby That blows through my heart tonight That tears us apart