I heard so many words today, don't know what there's left to say In my way, I would explain, encapsulate a hurricane That's with me every night and day, in my fingers and my brain The pressure that these words contain To love you is the highest high, higher than the highest high To look you right into the eye, my black-haired girl She knows I love her conversation undercover We'll pay no mind to pouring rain, below the branches make our way Insects tumble, we can fumble for words While the silence winds its lazy way into another day And I don't know what there's left to say