Tribe After Tribe - Everything and more

When the wind of changes blow love leaves you for a while and the stranger's face turns cold and it wipes away your smile when your poetry won't rhyme with all those colours you feel inside and that wind everything and more in a reflection you see a trace a face of something else like a child that turns to wave like a wave crashing in yourself and you cannot go inside where all the telltale clocks hold time in the wind everything and more there's a film that i'd like you to see about a girl (i think) you'll understand and if you fall in love with me i'm just hand if you need a hand and all those aisles of faces know that only love can warm the cold and that wind everything and more