I was listening to you But I couldn't hear you Through all of your talking
I was trying to understand Trying to make sense of Your foreign language
It's not a matter of my lack of faith My stubbornness, I want you to know I'm fascinated by why you believe What you believe Not why I don't
You wouldn't know You never stopped you're talking I never got a word in edge-wise to tell you I believed it No, enchanted by your arguments The sound of your own voice You wouldn't know
Now I'm trying to figure out Exactly what I asked to warrant such answers
