When I look inside I see where we are like the whispering wind in the top of my trees i will watch the sky come following me like the rain on my windows late every night like the hope I have for us every time it’s like the whispering wind in the top of the trees I see it sway as you come for me there’s a whispering wind I feel it inside like a place I can feel but never will see let a whisper come touch you come touch every thing I stand in the way of the things I can be…