TALK TO ME © Chas Sandford

I can see we're thinkin' bout the same things
Yes I see your expression when the phone rings
We both know there's something happening here
There's no sense in dancing round the subject
A wound gets worse when it's treated with neglect
Well don't turn now there's nothing here to fear

You can talk to me...talk to me
You can talk to me...You can set your secrets free...baby

Dusty words lying under carpets
Seldom heard well must you keep your secrets
Locked inside hidden deep from view
Well, is it all that hard...
Is it all that tough...
Now I've shown you all my cards now isn't that enough
You can hide your hurt...
But there's something you can do

You can talk to me...talk to me
You can talk to me...when your down now
You can talk to me...talk to me...

Though we lay face to face and cheek to cheek...
Our voices stray from the common ground where they could meet
The walls run high...to veil a swelling tear...
Let the walls burn down, set your secrets free
You can break their bounds cause you're safe with me
You can lose your doubt, cause you'll find no danger...

You can talk to me...talk to me
You can talk to me...You can set your secrets free, baby

I can see that expression when the phone rings
And I can see that we're thinkin' bout the same things
Is it all that hard...is it all that tough
Well, you've taken all there is now baby, isn't that enough...
Well, I can see you baby...I can see you baby...Talk to me...
Well, I can see that expression when the phones rings...
Talk to me...yeah...