...And Between the Two

…And Between the Two The wind, it will blow high, The wind, it will blow low. …And between the two, The wind will surely go. Of dancing kites, high in the sky, Of little boats, on sails to blow. …And between the two, My thoughts will often flow. You’re lost to me, out of reach, You’re close and so secure. …And between the two, I just cannot endure.