Up on the drawbridge when we stood in the wind
Our car left running, the doors wide open
The winds spread ripples along the riverways
Your hands in my hair, as the drawbridge swayed
You lean in closer as the sun fell away
The plastic bag trembled, caught in the waves
When you whispered what you whispered in my ear
The breeze at the shoreline bent down the rushes
Sparrows cried out from the wading willows
And even the meadows in the muddy shallows
Even the frogs calling from the shadows
Even the wind leaned in to listen
When you leaned in closer, your hands in my hair
When you whispered what you whispered in my ear
When you whispered what you whispered in my ear