Standing by the river with a bag of crumbs in my hand
Looming beside with a smile that's been framed by a thin line of hair
Fistfuls of bread scatter out to a line of hungry, loud birds
He doesn't have to say a word, this man's love is my whole world
Making a list two yards long of advice you gave me before I left
Hoping that I don't forget, let you down or need to call you again
You say to try, try my best through the trials and those long nights
You close the door and drive away, four years gone with not a phrase
Silence, highlights unintended apathy
When he looks at me he sees
Quiet and assured, never changing
Like a bird in a cage that's never flown
But my voice will speak
Resounding from the highest peaks
I'm listening for yours to echo mine
Holding me close, feel your heart beat, illusions of your voice speak instead
Trusting that what you have given me this time is sufficient
Warm touch fades into absence as fleeting and as cold as winter gales at sea
All that remains is the fear if I'm not what he perceives
Silence, highlights unintended apathy
When he looks at me he sees
Quiet and assured, never changing
Like a bird in a cage that's never flown
But my voice will speak
Resounding from the highest peaks
I'm listening for yours to echo mine