Where the Wind Blows

We all know the story of Pocahontas and the Englishman

Time and time again it never ends well

I would like to tell a story of a different ending, wouldn't that be swell?

It is history, yes, it can't be changed

But in the end how you'll see Pocohantas will never be the same

This Princess meets a boy twice her age

He's dreamy 

He's kind

But wait-- he's from this strange place

Across an ocean where sickness can lie

She shall never go there 

No matter how he looks

It's better to deny

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