We might speak when the room goes quiet When no one’s listening We might let it ride We might stay close when the world’s not there It’s not that we hide It’s just that it’s delicate So why’d you tend my quiet grief With the lines you believe From the place you keep inside And why’d you hum that old familiar tune If it means nothing to you Why’d you sing it soft and slow with me at all We might walk like we never have done When there’s nothing to hold How can we ask for more when it’s gone We might breathe deep in this quiet space The look on your face is delicate So why’d you tend my quiet grief With the lines you believe From the place you keep inside And why’d you hum that old familiar tune If it means nothing to you Why’d you sing it soft and slow with me at all So why’d you tend my quiet grief With the lines you believe From the place you keep inside And why’d you hum that old familiar tune If it means nothing to you Why’d you sing it soft and slow with me at all It’s just that it’s delicate
