English
I watched the rain speak all of the words that I couldn't |Never could say anything that I wanted to you |I was afraid to open my heart when I shouldn't |Isn't that something, oh isn't that something ||Voices are my saving grace |When lost in a familiar place |Where love, it means nothing till I say it back |But I can't say it yet ||When you called me up I was always too nervous to hear it |Made some excuse about turning it off when I write |I whispered ‘I love you' but just between me and the mirror |What was I waiting for? Oh what was I waiting for? ||Silence is a sound I know |When I'm small talking the dial tone|And love, it means nothing till I say it back |But I can't say it yet ||If only a picture could paint what I've lost |I'm searching for words just to carry it on|