Could you draw a line?
Could you spread it across the sky?
Could you separate the day from night?
Could you draw a line?

I am weak
Speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And you know that I'll be listening

If there's secrets you can't tell me
Tell me
And you know that I'll be listening
For awhile

And would you give a sign?
And would you make my thoughts be benign?
Now I'm begging for some peace of mind
But the choice is mine

I am weak
Speak to me
Speak to me, speak to me
And you know that I'll be listening

If there's secrets you can't tell me
Tell me
And you know that I'll be listening
For awhile

I'll paint my lies with wings
I'll paint a road to return
I'll paint my lies with wings
I'll paint a road to return [return]
A road to return

Speak to me, speak to me
And you know that I'll be listening
Be listening

Speak to me, speak to me [speak to me]
And you know that I'll be listening

If there's secrets you can't tell me
Tell me [tell me]
And you know that I'll be listening
For awhile