Up on the drawbridge when we stood in the wind   Our car left running, the doors wide open   The winds spread ripples along the riverways   Your hands in my hair, as the drawbridge swayed   You lean in closer as the sun fell away   The plastic bag trembled, caught in the waves   When you whispered what you whispered in my ear   The breeze at the shoreline bent down the rushes   Sparrows cried out from the wading willows   And even the meadows in the muddy shallows   Even the frogs calling from the shadows   Even the wind leaned in to listen   When you leaned in closer, your hands in my hair   When you whispered what you whispered in my ear   When you whispered what you whispered in my ear