When The Wind Blows (In Chicago) - Roy Clark

Well here, here I am in Chicago

All alone, near the place where we met

As I walk through the rain

The wind whispers your name

Oh, why won’t they let me forget

'Cause when the wind blows I get lonely

And one day for sure you will find

That the wind always blows in Chicago

So I’m lonely most all of the time

Well folks, they look so happy here on State Street

They don’t know that our love’s not the same

I’m alone in the crowd with my hopes in the clouds

'Cause the wind just whispers your name

Yes, the wind always blows in Chicago

I’m so lonely most all of the time…