What he was gonna make it, though things were kind of slowBut it was bound to happen, everybody told him soNow he walks the streets of Amsterdam and he's looking for a bugAnd he'll tell you even Jesus Christ one day ran out of luckSomeday the wind will call your nameAnd things will never be the same when you hear that wind call your nameOh, everybody loved her, she was the prettiest girl aroundShe was gonna do this movie in some faraway foreign townNow she walks the streets of Paris and she's shouting at the skyAnd she'll tell you Jesus loves her because he told her so last nightSomeday the wind will call your nameAnd things will never be the same when you hear that wind call your nameNow listen, don't just pessimizeWhen you meet them on the streetsBecause I knew them very wellWhen they were fools like you and meSomeday the wind will call your nameAnd things will never be the same when you hear that wind call your nameCall your nameCall your nameCall your nameSomeday the wind will call your nameAnd things will never be the same when you hear that wind call your name*