Upon the ear there comes a whisper
Tainted words that fail to ease...

The clock was set, the hour met
Upon the full moon's glow...

As your lips part
forming words of goodbye...

A soft touch upon my waist
With hands that make me tingle...

The night has captured her restless heart
Broke free and full of pain...

They're sitting at a football game
So close to fight the cold...

Upon the crest of autumn leaves
As cold rains wet the earth...

He perches himself upon the barstool
Takes a glance to see...

She moves across the watery edge
Over moors and through the trees...

In the soft gentle breeze, I look towards the sky
Searching the depths of the cool Autumn night...

The comfort I've been feeling
Has eluded me tonight...

She walks among the meadow green
And dips the dew from daffodils...