This Silent World

This silent world, we're living in,
Nobody knows, nobody knows 'bout me and you,
In silent words, we talk together,
Nobody hears, nobody hears a word we say;

And I would give anything to be with you now,
Yes I would give anything to be with you now,
Yes I would give anything to be with you now;

In silent dreams, we sleep together,
Holding you tight, holding you tight till morning comes,
With silent eyes, we see each other,
I'm looking at you, I'm looking at you, you look at me;

And I would give anything to see you right now,
Yeah I would give anything to see you right now,
Yes I would give anything to see you right now;

Oh I don't care what the people say,
Our secret will not fall,
'Cos I know love is here to stay,
We've got to keep a wall, 'round a silent world,
Come over here darling, come over here and talk to me;

And I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yeah I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yes I would give anything to hold you right now,
Yes I would give anything to hold you right now;

This silent world - I would give anything,
This silent world - I would give anything.

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