There is something in the wind tonight

Some kind of change of weather

Somewhere some devil's mixing fire and ice together

I got a feeling that the dark side of the moon is on the rise

Black as a crow's feather

Now, I could stay another day or two

But what's the use of stalling

Deep in the winter even holdout leaves start falling

Lately every night above the declarations of our love

I hear the road calling

It's such a fragile magic

A puff of wind can break the spell

And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs

Savannah, fare you well

In a vision I had yesterday

It rained so hard that I drowned

While I waited for a hurricane to die down

The raging water rolling over me was wild as a heart

That love cannot tie down

It's such a fragile magic

A puff of wind can break the spell

And all the golden threads are frail as spider webs

Savannah, fare you well