Don´t talk, don´t say a thing Cause your eyes they tell me more than your words Don´t go, don´t leave me now Cause they say the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what´s occurred She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour
I know you´re leaving now Cause I held on to my way tightly Stay still until you know Tomorrow finds the best way out is through
And I am short on words knowing what´s occurred She begins to leave because of me
Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her