What's your story baby
No control of what I am saying
Winter leaves still make me believe
No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree
Never had the chance to take you home
Now there's no reason just another tomorrow
You keep giving me your free air miles
What would I give just for one of your smiles
Just for one of your smiles
Nobody loved you - nobody made you feel so alone
Nobody loved you - no no
Nobody loved you - nobody made you feel so alone
Nobody loved you - no no
Let me turn down all these lights
And sit with me then you can hold me tight
Give me some more of your carrier bags
And let me dream of a new autumn light
Tell me your story baby
What's your poison and what is your honey
You've stopped me hurting but so much disorder
Winter flowers did you ever forgive her
Did you ever forgive her
Nobody loved you - nobody made you feel so alone
Nobody loved you - no no
Cherry blossom tree - but at least you are free
Nobody loved you - like me
It's unreal now you're gone - but at least you belong
Nobody loved you - no no
What's your story baby
No control of what I am saying
Winter leaves still make me believe
No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree
Just a cherry blossom treeEver since the days of old,
Men would search for wealth untold.
They'd dig for silver and for gold,
And leave the empty holes.
And way down south in the Everglades,
Where the black water rolls and the saw grass sways.
The eagles fly and the otters play,
In the land of the Seminole.
So blow, blow Seminole wind,
Blow like you're never gonna blow again.
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
But I know who you are.
And blow, blow from the Okeechobee,
All the way up to Micanopy.
Blow across the home of the Seminole,
The alligators in the dark.
Progress came and took its toll,
And in the name of flood control,
They made their plans and they drained the land,
Now the glades are going dry.
And the last time I walked in the swamp,
I sat upon a Cypress stump,
I listened close and I heard the ghost,
Of Osceola cry.
So blow, blow Seminole wind,
Blow like you're never gonna blow again.
I'm calling to you like a long lost friend
But I know who you are.
And blow, blow from the Okeechobee,
All the way up to Micanopy.
Blow across the home of the Seminole,
The alligators and the gar.