Whispering Songtext

von Lea Michele

Whispering...
Hear the ghosts in the moonlight.
Sorrow doing a new dance
Through their bone, through their skin.

Listening—
To the souls in the fool's night.
Fumbling mutely with their rude hands...
And there's heartache without end...

See the father bent in grief,
The mother dressed in mourning.
Sister crumbles,
And the neighbors grumble.
The preacher issues warnings...

History...
Little miss didn't do right.
Went and ruined all the true plans—
Such a shame, such a sin.

Mystery...
Home alone on a school night.
Harvest moon over the blue land,
Summer longing on the wind...

Had a sweetheart on his knees,
So faithful and adoring.
And he touched me,
And I let him love me.
So let that be my story...

Listening...
For the hope, for the new life—
Something beautiful, a new chance.
Hear, it's whispering,
There, again...