A Quiet Song - The Real Group

The whisper of the leaves in the morning

The roaring of a wave in a storm

The drizzle of the rain on your windowpane

Sing a quiet song of our love

Old man telling lies on a park bench

A young girl making plans on the phone

A secret on the lips of an eager child

Sing a quiet song of our love

We never had a house with a garden

I never had a ring with your name

When I saw you leave did I hear your eyes

Sing a quite song of our love

A love that’s sailing on the sea in the daytime

Riding on the clouds through the night

Shining in the sky 'till the end of time

When we sing a quiet song of our love