No Wonder

Are these your arms across your chest? Is that your face turned from me? Are these your legs drawn between us? Is this you? No wonder Is this my voice, pleading, broken, bitter? Is this my mouth filled with sand? Are these my hands inert and heavy? Is this me? No wonder I have never been here before I had no idea The chill you seem to know your way around With a white-knuckle grip on the center of your soul I have the same grip on your heart Sometimes when the words fail And the silence bleeds into the snow I wonder I wonder which of us will be the first to let go Which of us will be the first to let go And I say listen to the rain Listen to the fall Listen to the voice Listen to the trees Listen to the call Listen to the sun Listen to the wind Listen to the way Listen to the dream The shout's begun to whisper Listen to me, listen to me, listen to your heart The truth is speaking softly there And I am almost beyond caring And I can only breathe And I can only watch you be yourself And you can only do the same No wonder... No wonder... No wonder.