Listening To The Wind

Listening to the wind

Trying to hear the voice of a distant friend

Wishing you and I were close again

Listening to the wind

Listening to the bre-   eze

As it whispers through the poplar trees

Do you think I mean way back then

Do you listen to the wind

Listening to the night

Wishing we could hold and squeeze each other tight

I can almost hear the stars so bright

Listening to the night

Listening to the so-u   nds

Of a highway through some distant town

I can almost hear the pale moon light

Do you listen to the night

Listening to my mind

Searching through my thoughts for the perfect time

Using tricks and telepathy at times

Do you listen to your mind

Listening to the bre-   eze

As it whispers through the poplar trees

Wishing you and I were close again

Just listening to the wind