Ellie:
A murmur on the hillside, a whisper through the trees
A message someone's sending, a secret on the breeze
A voice that's full of magic, a voice I've never heard.
A feeling, no, a knowing, I know it sounds absurd.
A conversation in the air,
A story carried by the Sea.
A strange and unfamiliar language
That knows, yes it knows,
You're coming back to me.
My boy, you see, there's a knowing inside of me.
A growing sense that soon you'll return.
My boy, you see, there's a voice here that's guiding me.
My choice to wait, to listen & learn.
Makes no sense, don't ask why,
Can't explain, can't even try.
I just know it's true.
And when you do, I'll be waiting,
Be waiting for you.
Mrs. D:
People passing by can't hear it, too busy rushing on.
Frowning, saying softly 'Ellie, listen now, your boy has gone.'
But lately she's heard better stories:
Fairies whispering in her ear,
Singing songs that lift her heart.
She knows, yes she knows,
That soon, you'll be near.
Now boy, it's true, feel the knowing inside of you.
A growing sense that soon you'll return.
Now boy, it's true, there's a voice here that's guiding you.
Your choice to wait, to listen & learn.
Makes no sense, don't ask why,
Can't explain, can't even try,
But you know it's true.
And when you do, she'll be waiting,
Be waiting for you.
Ellie:
The summer night seems quiet,
The truth is that's a lie.
The whole world's passing on
The news that you're nearby.
Both:
The Sea, the Stars, the Moonlight,
The Wind, the Trees, the Birds,
Humming, chanting, singing, shouting,
Can't you hear their magic words'
Ellie:
My boy, you see,
There's a knowing inside of me.
A growing sense.
That soon you'll return
My boy, you see,
There's a voice here that's guiding me.
My choice to wait,
To listen & learn.
Mrs. D:
My boy, you'll see,
There's a knowing,
A growing sense,
Soon you'll return.
My boy, you'll see,
There's a voice here,
Her choice to wait,
Listen & learn.
Both:
Makes no sense, don't ask why,
Can't explain, can't even try.
Ellie:
I just know it's true.
I'll be waiting,
Be waiting for
Mrs. D:
And when you do
Waiting
Both:
A murmur, a whisper, a secret,
A feeling that's growing, a knowing.
Makes no sense, don't ask why,
Can't explain, can't even try,
Ellie:
I just know it's true.
I'll be waiting,
Be waiting for you.
I'll be waiting for you.
Mrs. D:
And when you do,
Waiting,
For you,
For you.