Dont talk, dont say a thing Cause your eyes, they tell me more than your words Dont go, dont leave me now Cause they say the best way out is through And I am short on words Knowing whats occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour I know youre leaving now Cause I held on to my way tightly Stay still until you know Tomorrow finds the best way out is through And I am short on words Knowing whats occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour And I am short on words Knowing whats occurred She begins to leave because of me Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour Her bag is now much heavier I wish that I could carry her But this is our ungodly hour