Sometimes imaginary voices speak the truth
But I just can`t speak
the way they do
I just can`t speak
the words they do
If only the words inside my head
would come out right
I bet if they would they could change the world
I`m sure if they would they could change the world
As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That`s when my
voice becomes my own
This is my song, my song,
my song
I used to envy the way the
eloquent tell their tales
Hoping someday I would understand
The way to speak that won`t
make my words fail
Somebody told me it`s not
just in words we communicate
It`s more in our
gestures and in our eyes
And it`s in the way I sing my song to you
As long as the words
I speak are wrong
I beg you to listen to my song
That`s when my
voice becomes my own
This is my song, my song, my song
What we want to say
Is in our hearts
It`s in our minds, it`s in our souls
It`s in our statements
It`s in our lies
It`s in the way we roll our eyes
It`s not the words
that made you sad
It was the way I bowed my head
And though we speak
In different tongues
This is the way I sing my song
My song, my song