Etching Your Whisper in Eternal Breeze

A lovely thought, right?
That I might be someone tonight;
To stand so tall and fight
With all my might…

As wind whips around the willow trees,
Etching your whisper in eternal breeze.

Or maybe just fly a kite
Way out of sight,
Or eat a bite of Turkish delight
Be ever so trite, but not just quite…

Still the wind whips around the willow trees,
Etching your whisper in eternal breeze.

Whatever I might be tonight, wrong or right,
Soon peaks the sun when I’ve just begun
To have some fun!
And now I’m afraid I’m all undone!

While wind yet whips around the willow trees,
Etching your whisper in eternal breeze.

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