Passing Whispers

In the blue of evenings glow
I stand and wait

Talk to a multitude of strangers
Passing on their way to nowhere

Lost in the passing somehow
Another shade in the shadow

I could touch a heart
If they would allow

Be still the passersby
As they rush to tomorrow

Clutching all that is beautiful
In my hand a whisper

For the one who will listen
Change a daydream for you