Martin L. Gore. In A Manner Of Speaking. Zeneszám

In a manner of speaking, I just want to say
That I could never forget the way
You told me everything
By saying nothing

In a manner of speaking, I don't understand
How love in silence becomes reprimand
But the way I feel about you
Is beyond words

Oh, give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh, give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me everything

In a manner of speaking, semantics won't do
In this life that we live, we only make do
And the way that we feel
Might have to be sacrificed

So in a manner of speaking
I just want to say
That like you, I should find a way
To tell you everything by saying nothing

Oh, give me the words
Give me the words
That tell me nothing
Oh, give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words

Give me the words
Give me the words
Give me the words