Hanging down from my window
Those are my wind chimes
In the late afternoon you′re hung up on wind chimes
Though it's hard I try not to look at my wind chimes
Now and then a tear rolls off my cheek
On the warm breeze the little bells
Tinkle like wind chimes
Close your eyes and lean back now listen to wind chimes
Writer(s): Brian Douglas Wilson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
