Ooh-ooh…

You move through rooms like a fading light,

A silent shadow pulling out of sight.

Every word you hold inside

Feels like something we never tried.

I speak to you but it drifts away,

Lost in thoughts you never say.

Your quiet builds, a heavy wall,

A distant echo down the hall.

And I try, I try to read

The space between the things you need…

But your silence hits like a wave I can’t carry,

Soft but steady, pulling at me.

I keep hoping for a sign, just one line

Some small spark that says you’re still mine.

Oh, the quiet

It feels like a distant paradise.

Ooh-ooh…

A distant paradise.

We used to talk until the world felt small,

Voices rising, filling every wall.

Now the moments stretch and blur,

I hear my voice more than yours.

You close the door without a sound,

And somehow everything shuts down.

I reach for you but can’t connect

A hidden truth I can’t detect.

And I try, I try to find

The rhythm buried in your mind…

But your silence hits like a wave I can’t carry,

Soft but steady, pulling at me.

I keep hoping for a sign, just one line

Some small spark that says you’re still mine.

Oh, the quiet

It feels like a distant paradise.

Maybe you’re trapped inside your head,

A thousand thoughts you left unsaid.

If you could let one whisper through,

I’d break the static just to reach you.

Ooh-ooh…

Let me through…

Let me through to you.

Your silence hits like a wave I can’t carry,

Soft but steady, pulling at me.

I keep waiting for your voice to rise

For something real behind your eyes.

And the quiet

It shines like some far paradise,

Beautiful but cold like ice.

Ooh-ooh…

Your distant paradise.

In the quiet, in the quiet…

I’m still calling out your name.

In the quiet, in the quiet…

Hoping you’ll speak again.