Sky with some diamond stars

Empty streets with just occasional cars

Here we lie in a lullaby of stillness

In our room



Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does

Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does



All of the letters in all of the words

In all of the books all over the world

They’re nothing but sounds and vowels and nouns

For talking to strangers, that’s all they were



Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does

Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does



Orchestra of tiny hearts

It’s like pepper sprinkled on our hearts

We’re threading a needle with boxing gloves

When we try and talk about love



Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does

Words are unable to speak of love

like a smile in a whisper does