I don't want to whisper
My secrets in the air,
For then they would go further,
Than I would let them dare.
I want to keep them covered,
Until someone comes along,
Who can tell that I've suffered,
Much less right than wrong.
I don't want to whisper
My secrets in the air,
For then they would go further,
Than I would let them dare.
I want to keep them covered,
Until someone comes along,
Who can tell that I've suffered,
Much less right than wrong.