Don't speak in more than a
whisper
Don't speak at all if you're
sad
Don't let me think you regret
any loving we've had
If you're ever unsure,
then this trip is the cure
all 'round Rockport, Plum
Island and home,
We'll walk and we'll ride
we'll be found at low tide,
like driftwood tossed up on
the foam
Don't speak in more than a
whisper
Just let me hold you a while
Oh, I have been trying all
night to get through to your smile
If I ever prove false,
you can damn me to waltz
all 'round Rockport, Plum
Island and home
We'll waltz down the shore,
We'll waltz back to you door,
though my feet may be sore
to the bone.
Don't speak in more than a
whisper
Just let me kiss you and cry
I may not still have it to
win you but I still have to try...
© 1984 Ed Hannifin
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