And she lies quietly amid her empty room
And probes her open heart to verify the wound
She receives the phone call
She rewinds the message tape
She walks to the window
Lets her sweat pour down the fire escape

I am listening to you
I am listening to you
You don't say a word
You don't have to

Frozen in the hour the thought of going on
Feels real and unreal until the feeling's gone
Like a boy the begs for bread the snapshot is all there is
To remind us of our place and
Return us to the hungry masses

I am listening to you
I am listening to you
You don't say a word
You don't have to

And she lies motionless beneath the ceiling fan
The blades become invisible
And she becomes entranced
No one knows the future and no one cares about the past
But when a star is dying we all cling to what cannot last

Writer : JOSH JOPLIN
Copyright : Lyrics © UNIVERSAL MUSIC-Z SONGS OBO JOLLY JOE LTD