Whispers of the Past
And day dissolves into gold
Night beckons and calls
Night turns white with grief
I can’t sleep

Whispers of the past
Memories of yesteryears
The things that did not last
I recollect the tears

My love hold me tight
There’s a haunted moon tonight
Withered flowers never lie
In midnight hours and numb goodbyes

Whispers of the past
Memories of yesteryears
The things they did not last
I recollect the tears, the tears

Whispers of the past
Memories of yesteryears
The things they did not last
I recollect the tears, the tears