There is a strange wind in the air today Tree branches are budding and then blown away There is a strange wind in the air today Spiny pods are dropping and then drift away But they will be blown into the next millenium And I promise myself I'm coming with them There is a strange wind in the air today My skirt lifts up, my hair's astray There is a strange wind in the air today My little body's born up and then thrown away But I will be born into the next millenium I jump aboard the ship of bored, lost children There is a strange wind in the air today I fill up my hot-air balloon And untie my stakes And I will be blown into the next millenium And I will be born into the next millenium