HEAR THE RUMBLE OF THE THUNDER, SEE THE LIGHTNING IN THE SKY,
THE GENTLE RAINS THAT SPEAK OF THINGS, UN-MENTIONED.
THE FLAMES OF THE FIRE, THAT I DO TEND,
AS I SIT HERE AND LISTEN TO, WHISPERS ON THE WIND.
I OFTEN THINK ABOUT YOU, AND THINGS THAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN.
I SEEM TO HEAR YOU CALLING ME, THROUGH WHISPERS ON THE WIND.
I WATCH THE BLUE RIVER, DISAPPEAR AROUND THE BEND.
THE WATER SEEMS TO SING TO ME, BUT IT'S THE WHISPERING OF THE WIND.
IN THE SKY, ABOVE THE CLOUDS, THE MOON DOES BRIGHTLY GLOW.
IT SENDS A THOUGHT ON RAYS OF GOLD, TO GENTLY TOUCH MY SOUL.
AS THE MESSAGE REACHES OUT TO ME, I FEEL THE BREEZE AGAIN.
THE SECRET THOUGHT I SEEM TO HEAR, MUST BE THE WHISPERING OF THE WIND.
STANDING HERE ALL ALONE, BY THE RIVER AT THE BEND,
I LONG TO HERE JUST ONE MORE TIME, THOSE WHISPERS ON THE WIND.
IF ONLY JUST, ONE MORE TIME, WHISPERS ON THE WIND.
written by LoboWolf and Shewolf.
Song published by Tin Pan Alley.
