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
All the lights are on at number 5
They' ve been on for days and days
It 's the middle of the afternoon in August
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' ve 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