Verse 1

I choose each word, then watch it fall

Between your answer and the wall

You catch the shape, but miss the ache

And smile at things I didn’t say

Pre-Chorus

I try again, a little slow

But there are places words don’t go

Chorus

You hear my English, not my meaning

I’m standing here, but still unseen

I give you all the words I know

They reach your ears, then let me go

You hear my English, not the feeling

The quiet truth beneath the speaking

Verse 2

At the corner shop, I ask for tea