Silence (and such a crowd) |
| Even when there is nothing left but silence |
| I often see the loving in your eyes |
| Sometimes happy, sometime tearful |
| Never tiring, full of life |
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| I see the same among so many people |
| Their silence helps me understand |
| Sometimes happy, sometimes tearful |
| Making me what I am |
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| I'm living in a time that slowly goes by |
| I need to feel alive, but I don't know why |
| And sometimes in my mind, I never know when to laugh or cry |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |
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| Even when there is nothing left but silence |
| I always seem to find the words to say |
| Sometimes happy, sometime tearful |
| No two words can mean the same |
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| I hear what's said among so many people |
| Their silence can be heard in many ways |
| Sometimes happy, sometimes tearful |
| Every story is here to stay |
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| I'm living in a time that slowly goes by |
| I need to feel alive, but I don't know why |
| And sometimes in my mind, I never know when to laugh or cry |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |
| |
| I'm living in a time that slowly goes by |
| I need to feel alive, but I don't know why |
| And sometimes in my mind, I never know when to laugh or cry |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |
| Now and then I feel as if I'm living in a dream |