Outside my bedroom window I've hung rainbow-colored wind chimes. They were a gift from a terrific woman who lost her fight with cancer a couple years ago. When the rain pours and the wind blows and the chimes cling & clang their sweet melody, I wonder if Chrissie's talkin' to me. If so, I hope she knows I'm gonna take these chimes with me wherever I live. And I'm takin' 'em with me 'cause I like hearin' from her. Wherever she lives.