The Things You Don't Say

Stop and go collect my soul Don't think I've ever been this cold I know I've been through this before Can't say its ever been this close to home I said I'd meet you in California But someone put the sickness on you I never got to say goodbye That's not to say I didn't try Nothing ever haunts you like the things that you don't say Stop and go watch the snow, it speaks to me And I can feel you in its calm In its serenity You see your soul is in these notes So I write them with the hope I never have to say goodbye And in that way you'd never die Nothing ever haunts you like the things that you don't say