In my nightly solitude
When you are not next to me,
Everything
                    w  h  i  s  p  e  r  s
                            to me
                    and every time
           I strain my ears to hear them
                I behold your name
                           f                                      
                               l
                                   o
                                     a
                                        t
                                           i
                                             n
                                                g
                                     In the wind