Yellow (The Cover)
Britton Moore
3:18Whispers in the meadow Secrets small they fly Quiet words they echo Beneath the open sky Dreams like leaves are falling In the gentle breeze Silent voices calling Through the swaying trees Whispers in the wind Stories yet untold Magic we can find In the breezes cold Hidden dreams they scatter In the wind they twirl Every whispered matter In the breezes swirl Winds they softly singing Tales of days gone by Mysteries they're bringing On the winds so high Whispers in the wind Stories yet untold Magic we can find In the breezes cold Hidden dreams they scatter In the wind they twirl Every whispered matter In the breezes cold