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So wild, standing there, with her hands in her hair
I can't help remember just where she touched me
There's still no face here in her place
So cool, she was like jazz on a summer's day
Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away
No she can't be that warm with the wind in her arms
Valerie, call on me-call on me,
Valerie Come and see me-
I'm the same boy
I used to be
Love songs fill the night, but they don't tell it all
Not how lovers cry out just like they're dying
Her cries hang there in time somewhere
Someday, some good wind may blow her back to me
Some night
I may hear her like she used to be
No it can't be that warm with the wind in her arms
Chorus So cool, she was like jazz on a summer's day
Music, high and sweet, then she just blew away
No she can't be that warm with the wind in her arms
Chorus

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Steve Winwood

About Steve Winwood

🇬🇧United Kingdom·classic rock, rock
Stephen Lawrence Winwood (born 12 May 1948) is an English musician and songwriter whose genres include blue-eyed soul, rhythm and blues, blues rock and pop rock. Though primarily a keyboard player, guitarist and vocalist prominent for his distinctive soulful high tenor voice, Winwood also plays other instruments including mandolin, electric bass, saxophone, flute, drums and percussion. Winwood achieved fame during the 1960s and 1970s as an integral member of three successful bands: the Spencer D...
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