The house knows My step on the stair The door knows My hand on the knob The walls know The whites of my eyes But nobody knows The sound of my voice
The wind knows Its way through my hair The streets meet The heels of my shoes The rain rides The curve of my cheek But nobody knows The sound of my voice
In the halls of night In the caves of day On the map of time It's all a dot, a grain, A speck, a chip
A wave breaks, but nobody sees The earth moves, but nobody feels A tree falls, but nobody hears If nobody hears, if no one's around, Then nobody knows, if there was a sound
A wave breaks, but nobody sees The earth moves, but nobody feels A tree falls, but nobody hears If nobody hears, if no one's around, Then nobody knows, if there was a soundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
