In a book in a box in the closet   In a line in a song I once heard     In a moment on a front porch late one June In a breath inside a whisper beneath the moon There it was at the tip of my fingers There it was on the tip of my tongue   There you were and I had never been that far There it was; the whole world wrapped inside my arms And I let it all slip away CHORUS                               What do I do now that you’re gone No back up plan no second chance And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains Are the words I couldn’t say min 2x then to the verse. VERSE 2!                             Theres a rain that will never stop fallin   Theres a wall that I tried to take down     What I should have said just wouldn’t pass my lips So I held back and now we’ve come to this And it’s too late now    CHORUS!                                What do I do now that you’re gone No back up plan no second chance And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains Are the words I couldn’t say INSTRUMENTAL-repeat 2 times I should have found a way to to tell you how I felt Now the only one I’m telling is myself CHORUS!                           What do I do now that you’re gone No back up plan no second chance And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains(silence that remains) Are the words I couldn’t say What do I do what do I say No back up plan no second chance And no one else to blame All I can hear in the silence that remains Are the words I couldn’t say

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson parle des regrets et des mots jamais exprimés dans une relation. Le protagoniste se rend compte qu'il a perdu quelqu'un de cher, et ressent une profonde tristesse de n'avoir pas su mettre des mots sur ses émotions au moment opportun. Les souvenirs affluent, des instants passés qui prennent une dimension différente maintenant que l'autre personne est partie, créant un vide qu'il n'a pas anticipé. L'atmosphère est chargée d'une mélancolie palpable, rappelant les moments que l'on aurait aimé partager ou des vérités que l'on aurait dû dévoiler. Ici, la lutte intérieure entre le désir de communiquer et la peur de se dévoiler mène à un sentiment de solitude, surtout dans ce silence lourd laissé par l'absence.