Tony Leung

Words make us whole
Stuck in my head, you're stuck in your role
Don't say what you mean
Just keep making a scene

It's too much
Your touch
Your eyes
Your lies
So turn away

End of the road
We're dancing too slow to know

It's a crutch
So much
Of what we say
Just floats away
But I still see your smile that day
And it said all we can't say