There are times when a
well-spoken word
Can bring peace to a troubled world,
But lately the words between us
Only get in the way.
The more that we talk, the more we sound bitter
Til the words finally cut to the bone.
I believe that it might have been better
To just leave it alone.
The world will keep turning, and
Hearts will keep yearning
In whispers that speak soft and low.
But your words undo me,
The anger cuts through me,
And I simply can’t let it go.
A handful of laughter can’t hide
All the heartache we hold inside.
There’s just not much left to say
When the feeling is gone.
If we can’t learn trust in each other
There’s no need to talk at all.
We might as well talk to ourselves
And just leave it alone.
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Can bring peace to a troubled world,
But lately the words between us
Only get in the way.
The more that we talk, the more we sound bitter
Til the words finally cut to the bone.
I believe that it might have been better
To just leave it alone.
The world will keep turning, and
Hearts will keep yearning
In whispers that speak soft and low.
But your words undo me,
The anger cuts through me,
And I simply can’t let it go.
A handful of laughter can’t hide
All the heartache we hold inside.
There’s just not much left to say
When the feeling is gone.
If we can’t learn trust in each other
There’s no need to talk at all.
We might as well talk to ourselves
And just leave it alone.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
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