The whispering winds of the fairy tales, tell a story or two.
The tales they tell come in many ways, but this one's of me and you.
The tales they tell come sweet and sad, and the tales they tell are true.
The tales they tell come in many ways, but this one's of me and you.

The rush of the Wind, blows through the trees;
And fairy tales, they say, blow in that breeze.

There we were together, your hand in mine;
together on the beach, on a night so fine.
The stars were all shining, and the moon, it was bright.
And our love, our eternal love, would shine on through the night.

The rush of the Wind, blows through the trees;
And fairy tales, they say, blow in that breeze.

The ocean sounds are peaceful, so steady and sure.
The strength of ints movements, are strong and pure.
So our love, like the ocean, provides serenity;
Going on, forever; a love for all eternity.

The rush of the Wind, blows through the trees;
And fairy tales, they say, blow in that breeze.

Art © me
Windwolf is  windwo1f's
and the song is my dad's special song. Please don't use it anywhere.