Worker for the Wind - Runrig

Since I was young I’ve faced this pill

I’ve worked this land and I always will

Through life and death I’ve learnt the hill

A worker for the wind

I fake my sheeo and cattle days

The endless storm, the months of rain

But this land holds me ball and chain

A worker for the wind

You need heart, you need dreams

Laughter, joy, you need beliefs

But without love you sow an empty field

A worker for the wind

In the night the light grows thinner

The lust for love cuts like shiver

I need to hold you through the winter

A worker for the wind

Mary, I’ll wait for you

Mary, I’ll wait for you