Whispering   Hear the ghosts in the moonlight   Sorrow doing a new dance   Through their bone, through their skin      Listening   To the souls in the fool's night   Fumbling mutely with their rude hands   And there's heartache without end      See the father bent in grief   The mother dressed in mourning   Sister crumbles, and the neighbors grumble   The preacher issues warnings      History   Little miss didn't do right   Went and ruined all the true plans   Such a shame, such a sin      Mystery   Home alone on a school night   Harvest moon over the blue land   Summer longing on the wind      Had a sweetheart on his knees   So faithful and adoring   And he touched me and I let him love me.   So let that be my story      Listening   For the hope, for the new life   Something beautiful, a new chance   Hear it's whispering   There again