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If it goes without saying, don't say it.
She would sit and he would play, music
that the flowers shaped
He would sit and she would draw,
flowers that the music saw
Oh the things they would create,
a kind of bond you cannot seperate
They would sit,
she would draw
and he would play
but never a word did they say,
they needn't speak it anyway
The kind of love that goes without saying,
that keeps you up all night praying
He was playing a catchy toon
she was drawing flowers that bloomed
when suddenly an idea grew
undoubtedly brand new
A'loud she spoke
I watched apouled
that she could even speak at all
She spoke of more
and how she adoured
all that she knew
all that was true
Silence, and suddenly it was painful
She slowly returned to her spot on the floor,
he stood and left through the door
The next day she went to the place
as she had gone for so long
but today was not the same
it was empty and plain
On the piano sat a note reading
words he couldn't have said
this was one less place he would be,
she was one less face he cared to see.
This is so good! You are
This is so good! You are very talented.
This like an old movie you
This like an old movie you watch when you want to feel sad.