A whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper A whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper I hear the sound of the ticking of clocks Who remembers your face Who remembers you when you are gone I hear the sound of the ticking of clocks Come back and look for me Look for me when I am lost And just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper, a whisper Night turns to day And I still have these questions Bridges will break Should I go forwards or backwards Night turns to day And I still get no answers Just a whisper, a whisper, a whisper A whisper, a whisper, a whisper (Just a whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper)