The Whispering Wind

When the cool night breeze Stirs the tops of the trees And the clouds make a dome Of the midnight sky I remember your kiss And the arms that I miss Then I gaze into the darkness and sigh We were young and strong And whatever came along We’d win every challenge we’d meet Then you went away And I had to stay And you left me full of defeat Now my hair’s turning gray I’m getting older each day But inside I still feel the same I remember holding you tight And I stand in the night And the wind seems to whisper your name