Without words
Met you yesterday on a crowded street
Two metres in distance - in love leagues apart
You vanished quickly, I could see your stumbling feet
In keeping your distance you've mastered the art
Kept on walking down this bitter memory lane
Mourning the times when we'd speak openly
Oh how I'd wish to get back close to you again
In keeping my distance I'm no prodigy
Once love was a little child, carefree and young and wild
Can't we once more get started
Without words, without words, speaking to you
Without words, without words, speaking to you
Without words, without words, speaking to you
Without words, without words, speaking to you
I might be home someday
I still gravitate towards you
Higher love will have its way
And finally help me through
Once love was a little child, carefree and young and wild
Can't we once more get started
Without words, without words, speaking to you
Without words, without words, speaking to you