When there is nothing left to say and collected words formed so neatly together slowly scatter away and one by one in there place visions of you start to fill my day, but when I reach out to touch you and find there is nothing there, the reality of being captured by fantasy makes it feel as if we are worlds away, left alone wanting to call but there are simply no words to say, just hearing your voice would better my day, it's all about action for me.... I want to show you how I feel, my words have dissolved they now flow through my body in liquid form waiting for you to set them free yeah you could call me but what would be the purpose when there is nothing left to say...... so get in your car..... come over here..... and see bout me