Voiceless Soul

I cry in agony as I hold on to my soundless soul. How will I tell you that you meant a lot to me (I never had the chance), and that I harshly regret that I'm no longer able to tell you that from the day we met until now, I never took my eyes away from you and that my heart cried only for your sake?


Empty spaces here are filled with hungry souls
Looking to pack life's gaps and holes


All eyes are on me, I'll do what I do
See if I am heard, or understood by a few


"This time it'll be much different," I tell myself each time.


Can my voice call angels, like your voice calls angels?
Can my words sing to you, like your words sing to me?


My faith on my shoulders can be too heavy to bear
There's the exit and I can't run past your empty stairs


"This time it'll be much different," I tell myself each time.


Full house can seem so empty, these words just fall apart
Dying to be, dying to be a part, and I tell myself each time...

Can my voice call angels, like your voice calls angels?

Can my words sing to you, like your words sing to me?

Can my voice call angels, like your voice calls angels?

Can my words sing to you, like your words sing to me?