She opens the window and her lungs, got to get some air
He loosens his collar, he sinking down into the chair
Table clear but a half-drunk wine
They're not here never got the time
No one gives any peace of mind no more
All day long it's the same damn thing
Get so close but they're ships passing
No ones' got any news to bring no more
You can hear, you can feel
All the words unsaid
They could heal, make us see
A future not an end
All the words unsaid
All the words unsaid
She's cracking crockery, you could cut this air with a knife
He's hoping for silence, he wants to save this little life
You can hear, you can feel
All the words unsaid
They could heal, make us see
A future not an end
All the words unsaid
Stuck inside your head
So much left unsaid
Spit it out
So much left unsaid
All the words unsaid
You can hear, you can feel
All the words unsaid
They could heal, make us see
A future not an end
Unsaid was written by Lenka & Dave Jenkins Jr..
Unsaid was produced by Dave Jenkins Jr..