Without Words
Words and Music by Lisa Locke, 2001
1. You were brilliant and a little insane
With a porcelain-perfect face
You taught me all I know about the game
The one it’s second nature for you to play
You spoke to me in a foreign tongue
With your arm across the back of my chair
I was fluent in the language of words
But you spoke with a toss of your golden hair
Chorus 1: Without words, without words
You spoke to me without words
Without words, without words
I learned to read without words
2. And I knew it was a dangerous game
That even if I caught you, you’d never be tamed
I felt something wild and frightening inside you
And I circled like a moth around your flame
I was shaking with the effort it took
To school my body, to make you look
Some little slip betrayed me every time
Painfully clear I didn’t have your style
Chorus 2: Without words, without words
You spoke to me without words
Without words, without words
Out of my league without words
3. I tried so hard to play it cool
To be no less vague than you
So if it came to confrontation, I could say
I never thought you wanted me anyway
Coda: And you know I think I told the truth
When I said that all I wanted was
to win one round with you