Talking To The Walls 歌词

Talking to the walls as if they listen to my story In their silence, size and fading glory Shouting at the walls They stare at me Stop me from breathing In the peeling painter photos of our memories But who has never sung their heart out My voice will ring in time beyond time The fallen leaves upon the ground From other distance climbs Retain their fragile beauty Retain their soft perfection Reflections Talking to my friends They look away or make me weary With their games and other forms of subtle fury Shouting at the crowd They snub me vie for my attention Full of secret passions and intrigue But who has never cried their heart out Our song will touch us space beyond time The fallen leaves upon the ground From other distance climbs Retain their fragile beauty Retain their soft perfection Inside our hearts forever