There's an old tree standing tall

There's a strayed house in the field

And the tall weeds in the wind



Feel, feel the wind again

Make it your own, empty your soul

Can't you see that you don't have to say

Not even a word to get through to me?



I see all around

All the majesty of those simple things

I know I felt for you

I can feel your presence everywhere



Oh feel, feel the wind again

Make it your own, empty your soul

Can't you see that you don't have to say

Not even a word to get through to me?



(CHORUS)

Cause I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And there's a hundred different ways of crying out loud

Oh, I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And the beauty of the land speaks for me

Speaks for me



Speaks for me



Goodbye, mon ami

I will very much miss your love

And the cold colors of the land

When the sun has yet to die again



Oh feel, feel the wind again

Make it your own, empty your soul

Can't you see that you don't have to say

Not even a word to get through to me?



(CHORUS)

Cause I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And there's a hundred different ways of crying out loud

Oh, I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And the beauty of the land speaks for me



Whoa, I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And there's a hundred different ways of crying out loud

Oh, I'm crying out loud for love

(For love)

And the beauty of the land speaks for me

Speaks for me



Speaks for me

Speaks for me



						     



						     Thanks to The Proud Canadian