Texty: Tree63. No Words.

Is there nothing new
Underneath the sun?
Some unfound way
To tell of all You've done

I sit around
And round in circles
All that I find
Is one thing true

I'm trying to resist
Saying things You've heard
I'm trying to invent
A new way with words

All that I find
In my frustration
Is that it does not change
The way I feel 'cause

There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love You bring

Are all my sleepless nights
Just a waste of time?
Will my words mean anything
If I can't make them rhyme?

You're waiting for me
To break the silence
You're listening even though
You already know that there

There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love You bring

There's nothing new
Underneath the sun
And I'm lost for words anyway

You're a symphony
Washing over me
Washing over me

There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love You bring me

There are no words that I could say
There is no music I could play
There is no song I could sing
To tell of all the love You bring me

I'm lost for words
I'm lost for words