Crowded House — Whispers and Moans Home Demo

Lifting your moods. Wishing that inspiration come and take you. Locking your door. You're out of it Out, you’d wished that one time, is precious. The dream's ain't too bad. Too bad. The sky was often sad. It was sad I remember the dreaming, the dream. ‘Twas like the wind in the trees. Ooh, whispers and moans Kiss me, whispers and moans Taking your time. Wishing that we could have it one more time. Breaking your rules. Waiting for someone ever to meet the cool Though is distance to sad, it was sad. Sky above says it’s too bad, it's too bad. ‘Twas like the wind in the trees. In the trees. I remember our dream Whispers and moans. Kiss me, whispers and moans