Tears
The wordless language of your grief
The silent voice of your sadness
The wet expression of your soul
The visible proof that you love me
Of deep passions and wounds
Of profound pain and joy
The faithful word of your bitterness
The final truth you don't hide.
Tears
The wordless language of your grief
The silent voice of your sadness
The wet expression of your soul
The visible proof that you love me
Of deep passions and wounds
Of profound pain and joy
The faithful word of your bitterness
The final truth you don't hide.
A little learning is a dangerous thing.
A little learning is a dangerous thing.