Sometimes imaginary voices speak the truth
But I just can t speak
the way they do
I just can t speak
the words they do

If only the words inside my head
would come out right
I bet if they would they could change the world
I m sure if they would they could change the world

As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That s when my
voice becomes my own
This is my songmy song
my song

I used to envy the way the
eloquent tell their tales
Hoping someday I would understand
The way to speak that won t
make my words fail

Somebody told me it s not
just in words we communicate
It s more in our
gestures and in our eyes
And it s in the way I sing my song to you

As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That s when my
voice becomes my own
This is my songmy songmy song

What we want to say
Is in our hearts
It s in our mindsit s in our souls
It s in our statements
It s in our lies
It s in the way we roll our eyes

It s not the words
that made you sad
It was the way I bowed my head
And though we speak
In different tongues
This is the way I sing my song
My songmy song

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