The silence speaks for itself

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 Calling 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 Coming 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 Telling 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 Coming 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 Telling 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

I Guess the Silence...