| Song | More Than A Whisper |
| Artist | Nanci Griffith |
| Album | The Last Of The True Believers |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Griffith, Nelson | |
| How I wish that you would call... we have not spoken since last fall | |
| now that smokey conversation's come and gone | |
| Do I just read between your lines? | |
| Or could it be this winter wine?... so sweet upon my tongue tonight | |
| recalls your tender eyes | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you're sayin' I love you | |
| 'cuz it's the whispers I have never understood | |
| It's snowin' up in the northlands... I read your warm words from the plains | |
| while the poets say that I should never be thinkin' of you this way | |
| They say that I misread your lines 'cuz I've been lonely all my life | |
| and here I'm reachin' for some silver and leavin' my heart out in the fire | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you're sayin' I love you | |
| 'cuz it's the whispers I have never understood | |
| I will drink my winter wine... when I get home I'll change my mind | |
| I'll only whisper that I love you in those smokey bars at night | |
| And though the poets say I'm lonely... there's still this woman here inside | |
| and I've never been a fool when my heart was on the line | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you're sayin' I love you | |
| 'cuz it's the whispers I have never understood |
| zuo ci : Griffith, Nelson | |
| How I wish that you would call... we have not spoken since last fall | |
| now that smokey conversation' s come and gone | |
| Do I just read between your lines? | |
| Or could it be this winter wine?... so sweet upon my tongue tonight | |
| recalls your tender eyes | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood | |
| It' s snowin' up in the northlands... I read your warm words from the plains | |
| while the poets say that I should never be thinkin' of you this way | |
| They say that I misread your lines ' cuz I' ve been lonely all my life | |
| and here I' m reachin' for some silver and leavin' my heart out in the fire | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood | |
| I will drink my winter wine... when I get home I' ll change my mind | |
| I' ll only whisper that I love you in those smokey bars at night | |
| And though the poets say I' m lonely... there' s still this woman here inside | |
| and I' ve never been a fool when my heart was on the line | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood |
| zuò cí : Griffith, Nelson | |
| How I wish that you would call... we have not spoken since last fall | |
| now that smokey conversation' s come and gone | |
| Do I just read between your lines? | |
| Or could it be this winter wine?... so sweet upon my tongue tonight | |
| recalls your tender eyes | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood | |
| It' s snowin' up in the northlands... I read your warm words from the plains | |
| while the poets say that I should never be thinkin' of you this way | |
| They say that I misread your lines ' cuz I' ve been lonely all my life | |
| and here I' m reachin' for some silver and leavin' my heart out in the fire | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood | |
| I will drink my winter wine... when I get home I' ll change my mind | |
| I' ll only whisper that I love you in those smokey bars at night | |
| And though the poets say I' m lonely... there' s still this woman here inside | |
| and I' ve never been a fool when my heart was on the line | |
| O, I need more than a whisper... so much more than a whisper | |
| It takes more than a whisper to wake this weary fool | |
| Give me more than a whisper... if you' re sayin' I love you | |
| ' cuz it' s the whispers I have never understood |