• You turn around
    Watching prey
    You feel it rise
    Hear the call.

    I hear her voice in wind,
    Washing out of sight.
    I long to sit
    Watching late.

    Nothing more,
    Falling leaves,
    You hear it rise,
    Feel it fall.

    I hear your voice in wind,
    Wishing into sight
    I long to be
    Where are we?