Woorden: Toad The Wet Sprocket. Fear. All I Want.

Nothing?s so loud
As hearing when we lie
The truth is not kind
And you?ve said, "Neither am I"

And the air outside so soft
Is saying everything, everything

All I want is to feel this way
To be this close, to feel the same
All I want is to feel this way
The evening speaks, I feel it say

Nothing?s so cold
As closing the heart when all we need
Is to free the soul
But we wouldn?t be that brave I know

And the air outside so soft
Confessing everything, everything

All I want is to feel this way
To be this close, to feel the same
All I want is to feel this way
The evening speaks, I feel it say

And it won?t matter now
And whatever happens to me
Though the air speaks of all we?ll never be
It won?t trouble me

All I want is to feel this way
To be this close, to feel the same
All I want is to feel this way
The evening speaks, I feel it say

And it feels so close
Let it take me in
Let it hold me so
I can feel it say