Letras
A thousand words I think and do not say
I lie here while the hours tick away
I listen to your breathing yet again
Knowing that you're silent to my pain
Your ears have deafened to my bleeding heart
Oh, so near, yet one thousand miles apart
I hear your breath broken by your sighs
The air we breathe oppressed with silent cries
You tell me that my touch just makes you cold
You tell me that my words have all grown old
Our talk reserved for things of little sway
No kisses, no hugs to wash our cares away
We starve ourselves of love and think it wise
Our love is dying right before our eyes
Our foolish pride is keeping us apart
Its emptiness hollows out our hearts
I gaze upon my sweetheart from above
I cry you have no rival for my love
I realize the more I think it through
The only one that can keep my love for you
From you, is you
You tell me that my touch just makes you cold
You tell me that my words have all grown old
Our talk reserved for things of little sway
No kisses, no hugs to wash our cares away
I watch you sleep so unaware of my silent cries
That fill the air, I wish, I wish that with the dawn
Your smile will tell me I was wrong