On a park bench the old man sat and stared into yester-day
I sat down beside him and said thank God for this quiet place
Between the wife and kids the tv and phone
seems something always going on
He said son if you think this is quiet you should follow me home
Cause You ain't heard nothing yet
Till you've live in a house by your-self
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will re-gret
Cause you ain't heard nothing yet
KEY CHANGE
The old man kept talking painting pictures from his memo-ries
Did he drag out his past for him-self or was it for me
His eyes came alive he spoke of dancing with his wife
And playing ball with his two little boys
He said, son what I hear is music you're calling noise
Cause You ain't heard nothing yet
Till you've live in a house by your-self
When silence is all you've got left
In the rooms where your babies have slept
So don't wish for something you will re-gret
Cause you ain't heard nothing yet
We'll all rest in peace on that you can bet
Cause you ain't heard nothing yet