Words Can't Say - Quicksilver Messenger Service

Whoah who knows how it goes

How long have I gone without drinking?

Wood can burn and wheels will turn

And words won’t say what i’m thinking

The grasses sway turnin' to hay

Now look at the harvest we’re sowin'

With plenty more pain to come around again

Where green fields of love could be growing

Don’t' you know where we’re going is not where we’ve been

I believe it’s the high road we’re taking

And you’ve chosen exactly the place to begin

Cause the changes have been your own makin'

Oh

Moving on singing my song

Gotta leave all the sad times behind me

When we find our peace of mind

It won’t take you too long to find me

Oh yes

Whoah who knows how it goes

How long have we gone without drinking?

Wood can burn and wheels will turn

But words won’t say what we’re thinking