Текст песни Whispering - Lea Michele
Whispering
Hear
the
ghosts
in
the
moonlight
Sorrow
doing
a
new
dance
Through
their
bone,
through
their
skin
Listening
To
the
souls
in
the
fool's
night
Fumbling
mutely
with
their
rude
hands
And
there's
heartache
without
end
See
the
father
bent
in
grief
The
mother
dressed
in
mourning
Sister
crumbles
And
the
neighbors
grumble
The
preacher
issues
warnings
History
Little
Miss
didn't
do
right
Went
and
ruined
all
the
true
plans
Such
a
shame,
such
a
sin
Mystery
Home
alone
on
a
school
night
Harvest
moon
over
the
blue
land
Summer
longing
on
the
wind
Had
a
sweetheart
on
his
knees
So
faithful
and
adoring
And
he
touched
me
And
I
let
him
love
me
So
let
that
be
my
story
Listening
For
the
hope,
for
the
new
life
Something
beautiful,
a
new
chance
Hear,
it's
whispering
There,
again
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