View Whisper In The Wind Poem Background. I hear it calling me, in the middle of the night. I search in the dawny sun to see the shadows where you have run.
Featured on bandcamp radio nov 10, 2020.
(adapted from a poem by helen steiner rice). A whisper at my window, beckoning me to frolic, in the cool summer breeze. I'll run to your open arms. Cold icy rain fall on my face old dark house where you can here the whisper in the wind.