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Michael wants to be a writer, but isn't sure where he should start
so he keeps his number in his pocket and he keeps his story in his heart
and truth he says is in the silence
it's inbetween the ups and downs
and in the middle of speaking he stops suddenly
yeah, he stops and looks around
Meanwhile i'm searching for the words to keep the conversation going
but i have no way with words, so we just sit there waiting
She says she has a secret, but she keeps it locked tight in her head
and there's angels hiding in her closet whispering the words she never said
and in the middle of sleeping she wakes suddenly
she always has that same old dream
all about a man that she once knew
but she cannot finish telling me
Meanwhile i'm searching for the words to keep the conversation going
but i have no way with words, so we just sit there waiting
I woke up in the backyard
i was standing on my neighbor's fence
i had my arms out to keep my balance
oh, but i, i must have taken a wrong step
and in the middle of falling i stop suddenly
a couple feet off of the ground
and then my neighbor comes out, sees me floating there
and he says "son, i think it's best if you come down"
Meanwhile i'm searching for the words to keep my concentration going
but i have no way with words so we just sit there waiting
I have no way, i have no way
i have no way with words
i have no way with words
so we just sit there waiting