Pockets wrapped around your hands.
Celebrating moments
Now that summer's back
Along with the midnight sun.
You can feel the sunshine run.
A blind man reads
The lines on the trees.
You ask him to tell you,
What is it he sees
And he says, "I see more than you,
Much more than anyone can do.
"I can see the fire in a soul,
I can see the colors of control,
I can see the virtue in everything we do.
I can see the pain in a passion lost,
I can see how much a heartbreak costs,
But most of all I see you.
"And you are the strongest whisper
Riding on the wind.
You are the silver spirit
Dancing with clovers.
You are the angel sky
Riding on the wind.
You are the strongest whisper."
Well you shake your head side to side
Saying "No, there ain't know way
That a man can know my clockwork
Just by meeting me today."
And he laughs, "I see more than you,
Much more than anyone can do."
So you step a little closer,
And there's something in his eyes.
You can see it's your reflection
And he says, "Yes, it's no surprise.
I am a part of you.
I have always been a part of you.
"I am the fire in your soul,
I am the colors you control,
I am the you that knows you through and through.
I wash the pain you feel at times,
I heal your heartbreaks and your cries,
But most of all I am you.
"So I ought to know that
You are the strongest whisper
Riding on the wind.
You are the silver spirit
Dancing with clovers.
You are the angel sky
Riding on the wind, yeah.
You are the strongest whisper.
You are the strongest whisper
Riding on the wind.
You are the silver spirit
Dancing with clovers.
You are the angel sky
Riding on the wind, yeah.
You are the strongest whisper.
You are the strongest whisper.
You are the strongest whisper."
