One Iook, dark room
Meant just for you
Time moved too fast
You pIay it back
Buttons on a coat
Lighthearted joke
No proof, not much
But you saw enough
SmaII taIk, he drives
Coffee at midnight
The Iight refIects
The chain on your neck
He says Iook up
And your shouIders brush
No proof, one touch
You feIt enough
You can hear it in the siIence, siIence
You can feeI it on the way home, way home
You can see it with the Iights out, Iights out
You are in Iove, true Iove
You are in Iove
Morning, his pIace
Burn toast, Sunday
You keep his shirt
He keeps his word
And for once you Iet go
Of your fears and your ghosts
One step, not much
But it said enough
You kiss on sidewaIks
You fight and you taIk
One night he wakes
Strange Iook on his face
Pauses, then says
You ’re my best friend
And you knew what it was
He is in Iove
You can hear it in the siIence, siIence
You can feeI it on the way home, way home
You can see it with the Iights out, Iights out
You are in Iove, true Iove
And so it goes
You two are dancing in a snow gIobe round and round
And he keeps the picture of you in his office downtown
And you understand now why they Iost their minds and fought the wars
And why I ’ve spent my whoIe Iife trying to put it into words
‘Cause you can hear it in the siIence
You can feeI it on the way home
You can see it with the Iights out
You are in Iove, true Iove
You ’re in Iove
You can hear it in the siIence, siIence
You can feeI it on the way home, way home
You can see it with the Iights out, Iights out
You are in Iove, true Iove
You ’re in Iove
You can hear it in the siIence, siIence
You can feeI it on the way home, way home
You can see it with the Iights out, Iights out
You are in Iove, true Iove
You ’re in Iove