Is it the wind, over my shoulder?. Is it the wind that I hear gently whispering?. Are you alone, there in the valley?. No not alone for you walk, you walk with me.
There's a breeze off the river. Through the crack in the window pane. There's my boy on the pillow. And I feel like I'm lost again. . Everybody knows the secret.
Let's find a rock, I mean a big-ass rock. Or maybe something like, a cinder block is better. I'll hoist it up and drop it on your face, my buddy. . And just before the lights go out.