Sky with some diamond stars   Empty streets with just occasional cars   Here we lie in a lullaby of stillness   In our room      Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does   Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does      All of the letters in all of the words   In all of the books all over the world   They’re nothing but sounds and vowels and nouns   For talking to strangers, that’s all they were      Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does   Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does      Orchestra of tiny hearts   It’s like pepper sprinkled on our hearts   We’re threading a needle with boxing gloves   When we try and talk about love      Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does   Words are unable to speak of love   like a smile in a whisper does