The Wind

The wind it whispered, it whispered your name

As I stood there waiting for you in vain

The wind helped dry my tear-stained cheeks

I listened, it whispered, soothingly

It whispered, "buddy, it's gonna be okay."

The wind it whispered, it whispered your name

It sang, it mused, it hummed your name

It hummed, it whistled, it thought your name

But I stood there waiting just the same

But how could it say it's gonna be okay, when all I hear is your name