Monday, 2 May 2011

Whispers..

I thought you said you loved me, but it was whispers on the wind...And sometimes when it's late at night, I hear those words again...And when the rain is falling, so softly as a mist...I hear a sound that whispers, a sound just like a kiss....! When the moon is shining full, and it shows me where to walk...I hear the wind flow through the trees, I remember how we talked...With faces close, and hands held tight, no words were needed then...Between our hearts, our love would pass, like whispers on the wind...!

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