Is it the deep, sound of silence
That I have now, began to abhor?
Knowing well, that the dawn of tomorrow,
Will be softly, tapping, at my door,
While I stay, praying, in my silence,
Please, my Lord, please, say no more.
Is it the deep, sound of silence
That I have now, began to abhor?
Knowing well, that the dawn of tomorrow,
Will be softly, tapping, at my door,
While I stay, praying, in my silence,
Please, my Lord, please, say no more.