"Wind called on me, How it took me by surprise,
'Cause night comes upon me, Creeping through the distant skies,
Wind tell me what you can, 'Bout the life - Where I came from,
A breeze blew and whispered then, In a voice rich as the sun,
...
Hang on... Don't ever go... Life's here... I know..."
Nice. And you have strong references to both the wind and the sun in such a lovely combination here. Tree line does a wonderful job of creating the perfect space to show the windmill.