Black Hole

[Verse 1]
You say writing to me is like
Sending words to a black hole
You say writing to me is like
Sending words to a black hole
A deep hole to be swallowed
Never heard from again
A deep hole to be swallowed
Never heard from again
But that's just not true
No, that's just not true

[Verse 2]
I hang on every word
I hang on every word
And I fold them and hold them
In my pocket and in my head
And I fold them and hold them
In my pocket and in my head

[Verse 3]
You say, "You never write back"
(You never write back, Frank)
How come you nevеr write back?
I mean to, really
I just havеn't had the chance yet
I just haven't had the chance yet

[Bridge]
What do all these people expect from me?
Can they tell, can they see, oh what is so easy
Ah, maybe one day we'll be able to communicate
Telepathically
Maybe one day telepathically

[Verse 4]
Imagine if there were a ring two people could wear
And they could know each other's thoughts and their feelings
Without the tangled web of words
And we would never have to watch our words again
And we would never have to watch our feelings again

[Verse 5]
You say telling me your feelings
Is like handing eggs to a passing cyclist
But look, they're all here
I haven't dropped one yet
Look - one, two, three, four, five, six
Seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve

[Verse 6]
She says, "You're being selfish"
She says, "You know, you avoid communication"
(Man, you avoiding communica–)
No, think again
Oh well, maybe
Ah well, maybe