No one listens, everybody talks
with voices overlapping each other
I get lost in thought
Talk is overrated, I just want to listen

So tell me your troubles,
tell me your woes
I'll listen intently
to your words that flow

Into my ears, whisper them to me
Cry out your eyes and I'll let you be
I'll hold you close until you're better
Till' you pick yourself up and run back to him