Head down hurrying, I'm always hurrying Head down hurrying, I'm always hurrying Weighed down worrying, I'm always hurrying Weighed down worrying, I'm always- But now I am a bag in the wind I go weaving the buses and the bicycles Now I am a bag in the wind I go dancing, into the river I fly You turned westward and the night grew stormy You turned westward and the night grew stormy I turned homeward and you must have caught me I turned homeward and you must have caught me 'Cause suddenly Now I am a bag in the wind I go weaving the buses and bicycles Now I am a bag in the wind I go dancing, into the river I fly I will fly I will fly Night train jostling my brain, juddering, jostling Your breath, I feel it on my neck and I start rustling Next stop, you take me by the handle And we rise, twirling from the underground Now I am a bag in the wind I go weaving the buses and bicycles Now I am a bag in the wind I go dancing, into the river And now I am a bag in the wind For a moment, I can be beautiful Now I am a bag in the wind I go dancing, into the river I fly Now I am a bag in the wind For a moment, you're making me beautiful Now I am a bag in the wind Holy, you make me want to fly You make me want to fly