It's four A. M. I follow shadows in my room
I close my tired eyes and sense your sweet perfume
I start to fantasize about your perfect smile
N.C.
I can hear you softly whisper to me It will be ok
I hear you softly whisper It will be fine some day
verse 2
I shut my eyes and feel your fingers through my hair
The wine is blessed. The taste is sweeter than the air
I dream about your smile. I'll keep that dream alive
N.C.
I can hear you softly whisper to me It will be ok
I hear you softly whisper It will be fine some day