IRC-Galleria

I know you're hiding things, useing gentle words to shelter me.
Your words were like a dream, but dreams could never fool me.
Not that easily.
I acted so distant, didn't say goodbye before you left.
But I was listening.
You'll fight your battles far from me, far too easily.
'Save your tears cause I'll come back."
I could hear that you whispered as you walked through that door.
But still I soar, to hide the pain as I turn back the pages.
Shouting might've been the answer.
What if I cried out my eyes and begged you not to depart?
But now I'm not afraid to see whats in my heart.

Cause 1,000 words called out through the ages.
They'll fly to you, even though I can't see.
I know their reaching you, suspended on silver wings.

Oh 1,000 words, 1,000 embraces. They'll craddle you and all of your wiery. They seem far away. They'll hold you forever.

Oh 1,000 words (1,000 words) have never been spoken. (oh) They'll fly to you and carry you home. (Carry you home!) And back into my arms. Suspended on silver wings! (On silver wings!)

And 1,000 words called out through the ages. They'll craddle you. No more lonely days. (Lonely days) They'll hold you forever.

Oh 1,000 words...