Speak,
Speak before there's nothing left,
Speak before I lose myself,
Before the rain falls,
The light fades,
And all hope is gone,
Before our paths end,
Our voices silence,
And were no longer strong,
Speak,
Speak before I lose my mind,
And you lose yours,
Before our hearts stop beating,
And there's no more open doors,
Tell me how much you care,
Or how much you don't,
Because if you don't speak up,
I'll never know,
Speak for the one's who can't,
Or the one's that once could,
Because if I walk away,
You'll wish you would,
You'll reminisce on what could have been,
Knowing if you would've spoken,
That night wouldn't have come to an end,
So speak,
Or don't,
It's really up to you,
But when your voice is gone,
Just hope and pray,
That me,
The one you love,
Is laying next to you.
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