Windmill

The days are growing longer Only yours are growing short For as you're growing stronger I've decided to deport you You might not understand why it's up to us to set the end Why can we set the end to what is yours? Angie's trying to help you And finds her hands are being bound To the big wheel of a windmill That keeps going round and round and round and round and round You might not understand why it's up to us to set the end Why can we set the end to what is yours? So you came that long way Without no right to stay And I'm bound to the windmill Windmill Don't grain today You're going to the airport There are two policemen at your side And the windmills will keep turning And you'll be gone in that one flight I do not understand why it's up to us to set the end Why can we set the end to what is yours?