Sky of ink and diamond stars
Empty streets of just occasional cars
Here we lie in a lullaby
Of the stillness in our roomWords are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper does
Ooh ooo, words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper doesAll of the letters an' 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're worth
Words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper does
Ooh, words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper doesOrchestra of tiny harps
It's like pepper sprinkled on our hearts
We're threading a needle with boxing gloves
When we try and talk about loveWords are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper does
Ooh, words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper doesOoh, words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper does
Yea, words are unable to speak of love
Like a smile in a whisper does
Woh woh oh oh
Woh woh oh oh
Woh woh oh oh
Like a smile in a whisper does
