The Silence Speaks for Itself - Clay Walker

There’s an oil well down on Johnson’s Road

Where we’d go to be alone

I never thought I’d go there by myself

I stood there callin' out your name

No one answered, just the same

The silence speaks for itself

Well, I’ve been high and I’ve been low

And I’ve walked through the fires of hell

Are you comin' back, Lord?

I don’t know

I guess the silence speaks for itself

The last time you talked to me

I did all the talkin', now I see

You were tellin' me there was someone else

What I’d give to hear your voice

But I’m not given any choice

'Cause the silence speaks for itself

Well, I’ve been high and I’ve been low

And I’ve walked through the fires of hell

Are you comin' back, Lord?

I don’t know

I guess the silence speaks for itself

Well, I’ve been high and I’ve been low

And I’ve walked through the fires of hell

Are you comin' back, Lord?

I don’t know

I guess the silence speaks for itself

I guess the silence