I don’t say I’d love to hold you close
But the things we left unsaid
We want the most
I don’t say that I’m scared that you could go
Cause the things we left unsaid
We fear the most
Silence can be louder sometimes
And the echo
Can last for lifetimes
Oh what a crime
To only realize
When we’re running out of time
I don’t say that I’m scared to watch you grow
But the things we left unsaid
We fear the most
I don’t say that I love you more than gold
But the things we left unsaid
We feel the most
And silence can be louder sometimes
And the echo
Can last for lifetimes
Oh what a crime
To only realize
When we’re running out of time
Getting used not to say I love you
Cause we fear that we’re saying it too much
And it dries
till it dies
Maybe we’ll be better in the afterlife
Getting used not to say I love you
Till we end up not saying it enough
And it dries
And it dies
Maybe we’ll do better in the afterlife
Maybe we’ll do better in the afterlife
Maybe we’ll do better in the afterlife
Maybe we’ll do better in the afterlife