Southwind (Remastered)

The wheels go down, I'm back in town, three months full of summer and nothing to do It's been a strain at the reins but the picture remains southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love For sixty-one days I got caught in the maze, twenty thousand watching the songs go by The lights come down in an East Texas town southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love I couldn't wait until, till I got back home to you Or to get my fill of these California summer nights It's good to be home, my, how the children have grown Screen door's barking out that old familiar tune Games at the park, but honey, wait until dark southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love I couldn't wait until, till I got back home to you Or to get my fill of these California summer nights The wheels go down, I'm back in town, three months full of summer and nothing to do It's been a strain at the reins but the picture remains southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love southwind's blowing my love to you, southwind's blowing my love All my love, yeah, all of my love to you All my love to you, yeah