K. D. Lang. What Better Said. Zeneszám

Tell me of the things you feel
Of the visions inside your head
Surely your symphony
Could be playing with me instead

Can't you see me standing here?
Hoping for the depths of blindness
For the world to see?

Why this synthesis
Whenever you are near?
Truth is delirious
In love's great atmosphere

Can't you see me standing here?
Hoping for the depths of blindness
For the world to see?

What better said, what better heard?
Melt my heart with just one word
What better said, what better heard?
Say this love is so deserved

Can't you see us standing here?
Just hoping for the depths of blindness
For the world to see?

What better said, what better heard?
Melt my heart with just one word
What better said, what better heard?
Say this love is so deserved

What better said, what better heard?
Melt my heart with just one word
What better said, what better heard?
Say this love is so deserved