Mysteries (song)

The mysteries you send to me, are not ones I can touch.
They whisper through the breezes with a warm and gentle hush.

Sad yesterdays have come and gone, like waves upon a shore,
so send your mysteries to me, I want you more and more.

… I dream most every night…
you’ll send another mystery
when daylight looses sight.

My friends all tell me “sister, he’ll soon be out of sight”.
But they don’t ┬áhear the messages you send to me each night.

They’ve never felt the heat of your sweet whisper in their ear,
So, I just close my eyes to them, until they disappear…

… I dream most every night…
you’ll send another mystery
when daylight looses sight.

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