Once in a while, I feel like I've got to say something that comes to my mind,
At times it feels like there's no other way,
So I put to music when I'm at a loss for words - it's easy to read,
My mind isn't able, my heart wants to say just how much to mean to me.
I don't mind, but I realise you think I'm trying to hide,
There is a meaning present in the tears that I've cried.
Without words, and not without meaning,
Without words, I still get the feeling,
Not with words, but I still got something to say.
Every time I pick up and start to play, I'm taken into my own world,
It seems like words don't belong, it's absurd,
But I got to pick up, move on, 'cause the pressure's on - we don't all agree,
Seems a shame that the words are the life, and the soul it what's buried beneath.
I don't mind, but I realise you think I'm trying to hide,
There is a meaning present in the tears that I've cried.
Without words, and not without meaning,
Without words, I still get the feeling,
Not with words, but I still got something to say.
I don't mind, but I realise you think I'm trying to hide,
There is a meaning present in the tears that I've cried.
Without words, and not without meaning,
Without words, I still get the feeling,
Not with words, but I still got something to say.
Without words, and not without meaning,
Without words, I still get the feeling,
Not with words, but I still got something to say.
Without words, and not without meaning,
Without words, I still get the feeling,
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