I dance in your whispers.
The moon is out of sight.
Normally I'm afraid of the dark,
But what about tonight?
The stars are gone,
And the darkness remains.
Normally, I'm afraid of the dark.
But what about tonight?
I am at peace with the dark,
The whispers in my ear.
I know I'll be okay.
What reason is to there to fear?
Because on this night,
I hear what the whispers say,
Listening to them now,
I know I'll be okay.
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 6:49 PM UTC
I dance in your whispers.
The moon is out of sight.
Normally I'm afraid of the dark,
But what about tonight?
The stars are gone,
And the darkness remains.
Normally, I'm afraid of the dark.
But what about tonight?
I am at peace with the dark,
The whispers in my ear.
I know I'll be okay.
What reason is to there to fear?
Because on this night,
I hear what the whispers say,
Listening to them now,
I know I'll be okay.
They say my name, Echo in the Dark.
