Instead of Sound

Is that you
Or someone else
Like you somewhere?
Instead of sound you are quiet
and not here and now
Give me a minute
I miss the damp
All has ran out
Is that you
the hand on my shoulder
Please say something now
Fill my mouth with yours...
Fill my time with something
Fill my mouth with your
Far too cold tongue

And as we look around
it's thru your
righful blue eyes
I observe everything
even myself thru your eyes
and I hate it so....

Fill my mouth with yours...
Fill my time with something
Fill my mouth with your
Far too cold tongue