Between the open heart and the whisper goodbye,
There's a perfect teardrop in your eye.
Between the lover's moon and the trembling sky,
There's a broken dream in your mind.
And the voice is carrying the love you have lost,
And the change of heart in someone you trust.
Yea the voice is carrying the love and the scars.
Hear the lonely voice in the dark.
Between the careful touch and the breakaway kiss,