Silent Stares

(shhh) (mmmmm-mmm) Every Tuesday at the corner seat

You've got a book you never seem to read

I catch your eyes across the crowded floor

Then you look down and stare at the door

Is there a word that we are both avoiding?

Or is this quiet tension just satisfying? (ooh-ooh-ooh)

We are strangers in a crowded space

But I know every line on your face

You look away when I look back at you

Silent conversations we go through (why don't you speak to me?)

I wonder what your voice would sound like saying my name

Do you think that we are playing the very same game?

You trace the edge of your paper cup

Every time I look,

your head snaps up

We are strangers in a crowded space

But I know every line on your face

You look away when I look back at you

Silent conversations we go through

(yeah) Are you shy or just pretending?

Is there an onset or an ending?

Or do we live inside the glances?

Ignoring all our chances?

We are strangers in a crowded space

But I know every line on your face

You look away when I look back at you

Silent conversations we go through

Just a glance across the room (always watching) Maybe I'll say hello

soon (hmmm-mmm)