That vernal wind

When I feel that vernal wind
You know I'm gonna bend,
bend but not break.
I got this feeling I can't shake.
I got this dogged question rising in me:
How much happiness can you make?
When I feel that warm breath, that north-bound wind
I will bend, ripple like the golden fields,
but, honey, I will not break.

Something's comin' my way,
I heard it rustlin' up from behind
And I can turn and stand
meet this big wind in the middle
let it wash across my face,
toss my head,
breath in and bellow out,
smoke will rise, i will fall
but i will not break at all
i will not break at all.