Maria Friedman - Words, Words, Words Lyrics

Sukie-

Sukie sitting int he corner and wel...just..you know.
Sukie tries to talk a little and well..just..you know.
Sukie rises up to speak and she almost...oh pooh.
Sukie sits back down politely and...here's hoping that...you know,
cause I don't have a clue.
Oh word, words, words, I can never find the words, words, words...
I can never find the words.
All these words inside me now, but not much inner peace.
All these words inside me now, just aching for release.

Darryl-

And if I said that I would listen, might that ease the doubt? yes,
if I said "I'm here to listen", what would you like to talk about?
What would you like to talk about?

Sukie-

I'd like to talk about the night, I'd like to talk about the day,
I'd like to talk about the weather- but I guess thats just cliche.
I'd like to talk a little Latin, maybe talk a little Greek.
I'd like to talk about the arts- I rented "Hamlet" just last week.
I'd like to talk about my poems, why I shy away from rhymes.
I'd like to talk about that letter I had published in the Times.
I'd like to talk about Euripides, and Schopenhauer and Bach-
and if there's any doubt remaining, I'd be happy just to talk.
But words, words, words, I can never find the words, words, words-
words, words, words, words.
I'd like to talk about the deepest sort of secrets that I hold,
I'd like to talk about the underlying truth if truth be told.
Talk about the touching that can bring the tension out...
I'd like to talk about the things I guess I shouldn't talk about.
I'd like to talk about my feelings when the lights are turned down low.
I'd like to talk about my needs, above the covers and below. -ac