i dont want to say a thing

i dont want to say a thing, and neither do you
no one has the heart to break the silence that suffocating you

theres a dark man in a petty coat that i met one day
he told me to listen to the silence and pave my own way
as he strolled along down the street and i followed him around
then he turned the corner and i saw as he put his ear to the ground

and i cry
patience, patience to keep going on.
and i cry
patience, patience to see the right and the wrong.

and the longer we sit, biding our time
the longer we will cry regreating our lives.