Windows
She looked at me so sad and said, "no, nothing, no
I just can't make sense.
Not sure of anything or who
I am, and if
I'm sure
I'm sure of that."
I let the silence sing. "
I want to tell you everything, all about how this last year has been."
Well
I can't say
I know how you feel.
I let the silence sing.
In being here,
I find some peace.
In the face of everything,
I find harmony.
How can
I say that in a way that you'd believe?
I let the silence sing.
