In the whisper of the wind, I wait to hear you
I want to hear my name in the breeze,
and in the silence, I pick up the what's left.
Who will steal your soul in the silence, if not me...
Who will seal your soul with a kiss, if not me...
Memories behind my eyes play out,
Overwhelmed with sadness, how will I stop the
ache from tearing through my soul?
Where are standing and whom do you taste on your tongue?
My head is tired and my heart, marred.
When the sky opens up her heart,
who's name will you wait for in the wind?
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