Silent Farewell

You stood behind the PA stack

Holding the paper tight

The empty church was turning black

At the end of a long,

cold night (yeah)

You were only ever a plus-one to the show

But you kept the receipt for no reason we know

And we missed our only chance to speak

Standing by the exit out on the street Now the melody is

fading in the cold And the greatest story never will be told (ooh-ooh)

The crowd filtered out to the avenue

Leaving the paper print in your hand

I saw the shadow of the venue

But I didn't say what I had planned

And we missed our only chance to speak

Standing by the exit out on the street Now the melody is

fading in the cold And the greatest story never will be told

We missed our chance... (yeah)