Azalea Flower

There's a whisper at the window

I don't know what it is

Maybe it's the sound of the wind in the azaleas

Matt's away on business

And he calls me on the phone

But it's hard to get to sleep at night when I'm alone

I pull the sheets around me

And I hear that sound again

Maybe it's the sound of the wind in the azaleas

And when I was young I used to leave a note upon my bed

And it said, "Dear Mister Robber Man

Don't shoot me and my sister dead"

I double locked the door downstairs

I do the same each night

And I turned out the light

I turned out the light

I'm sure I turned out the light

The lights are on at number five

They've been on for days and days

It's the middle of the afternoon in August

And Billy Marshall checks the porch

Sees the mail has not been read

And someone's cut off all the azalea heads

Matt's on television and he's looking quite distressed

He says he cannot understand

The kind of man who would have done this

He says he didn't call on Tuesday

'Cause he was working long hours

And now she's lying

Now she's lying

Now she's lying like the azalea flowers

There's a whisper at the window

I don't know what it is

Maybe it's the sound of the wind in the azaleas