Do You Whisper?
One late night at sixteen
Her feathers were nifty that moment
He told her not to act silly
He'd follow the leader to bury the verse
Of somebody else's damn charming rehearsal
Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her
Obsessed with the sixties
Her letters were missing the note
That he'd writ her to stop acting silly
He'd follow the leader who buried the burden
Of somebody else's, damn bound and determined
Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her
Keep counting up from backwards
Take count, sweet nothings come for free
At least they don't for me
One great night, it's misty
No flowers were fitting the moment
He told her, stop acting pretty
He'd follow the leader to bury the beast
Of somebody else's damn broken to pieces
Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her
Ooh, bring it down to a whisper
Keep counting up from backwards
Take count, sweet nothings come for free
At least they don't for me