Trees are
Whispering of quieter days
Not today
We are
Thinking of hours we've lost
Or mislaid
Night has the moon
But I have you
When I
Think of the strangers that play
In my mind
People
I never met or have left
Far behind
Long for the moon
But I have you
Whispering of quieter days
Not today
We are
Thinking of hours we've lost
Or mislaid
Night has the moon
But I have you
When I
Think of the strangers that play
In my mind
People
I never met or have left
Far behind
Long for the moon
But I have you