ThereВґs an oil well down on JohnsonВґs Road
Where weВґd go to be alone
I never thought IВґd go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself
Well, IВґve been high and IВґve been low
And IВґve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donВґt know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkinВґ, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What IВґd give to hear your voice
But IВґm not given any choice
ВґCause the silence speaks for itself
Well, IВґve been high and IВґve been low
And IВґve walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I donВґt know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkinВґ, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What IВґd give to hear your voice
But IВґm not given any choice
ВґCause the silence speaks for itself
I guess the silence…