[WEILL, spoken]
Savory's song, Westwind. 

[SAVORY]
I had a love, and my love was fair
Fair as a summer's dawn
I lost my love, I never knew where
Suddenly she was gone
The westwind stirred the meadow
The night she slipped away
And I seem to glimpse her shadow
When the westwind brushes the day

Westwind, can you waken my true love?
Westwind, can your whisper renew love?
Speak to her softly of the dream we lost
The theme we lost
The gleam we lost
Westwind, can you call back an old love?
Westwind, can you kindle a cold love?
Westwind, can the magic of then
Become ours once again?
Breathe on the embers
If by chance she remembers
Then some day at last
We can recapture the past