Would you use my words if you thought they were wise?
Could you tell the truth from a lie?
Touching the hidden, the unforgiven
Show me the place where life meets the living
Would you take my heart if you thought it could fly?
Could you tell the earth from the sky?
Touching the hidden, the unforgiven
Show me the place where life meets the living
I am nothing but the silence that sits on the water
I am naught but stillness of birds
I am nothing but the sadness of my father
I am silent though I speak beyond words
