If I cried out loud
over sorrows I’ve Known
And the secrets I’ve heard
It would ease my mind
Someone sharing the load
But I won’t breathe a word
We’re two of a kind
Silence and I We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I We’ll find a way to work it out
While the children laughed
I was always afraid
of the Smile of the clown
So I close my eyes
Till I can’t see the light
And I hide from the sound
We’re two of a kind
Silence and I We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I We’ll find a way to work it out
I can hear the cry
Of the leaf on a tree
As it Falls to the ground
I can hear the call
of an Echoing voice
And there’s no one around
We’re two of a kind
Silence and I We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I We’ll find a way to work it out
Got to love the orchestra part with french horns and strings, culminating with Fender Stratocaster....Alan Parsons is a genius; RIP Eric Wolfson, another great part of APP.