Sky of ink and diamond stars
empty streets of just occasional cars

here we lie in a lullaby of the 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 and 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 stranger
that's all they're worth

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 harps
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