The wind carries whispers of distant skies, Faint as the echoes of old goodbyes. Every breeze feels like your touch, A fleeting warmth I miss so much. Winds of yesterday, take me there, To the moments we used to share. Through the stillness, I can see, The love that lingers quietly. The golden light of the setting sun, Marks the end of what’s begun. But in the air, your voice remains, A melody soft, yet filled with pain. Winds of yesterday, take me there, To the moments we used to share. Through the stillness, I can see, The love that lingers quietly. Time may fade what the heart still knows, Like falling leaves, where the wind blows. But even as the seasons change, The winds of yesterday remain. Winds of yesterday, take me there, To the moments we used to share. Through the stillness, I can see, The love that lingers quietly.