Silence Is Golden.

For I sit here without a word, I try to speak, But for some reason I don't, Thinking, And watching this room, Growing smaller by the seconds, That begin to pass, My eye's stop and meet his, And here I am feeling this feeling agian, Silence is golden, Like a ticket to no where, Just a way to daydream about the past, Or make up your own fature, Which ends up ruined, Cause of your mind, Which plays meanful tricks, Which forever stays within, Silence Is golden, When all you want to do is touch, Speaking these words to you, Wouldn't mean anything, Wouldn't be enough, So I sit here alone, While you ponder on what's wrong, For this silence goes on too long, Then someone walks in, Breaking this silence, This feeling once agian.