All the way from America
Holding out your hand
You pinned your colours to the mast
Pinned them high up in the sky
Look what you do to me
My hands keep thumping waltz in triple time
She wrote
All the way from America
Arriving just as planned
Passing through the blocks and alleyways
The avenues, I'm crying
Look what you do to me
Look what your tender hands have done this time
And I say
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take the silence too hard
Your absence lasts through every passing year
Don't take the silence too hard
All the way from America
Straining with my eyes
To see the hours stretched out before me
As I cross the ocean line
Look what you do for me
My hands are ruby warm and I feel fine
And I sail to the home of erotica
Pictured on the stand
Kneel down and pray you take no burdens
Out of the promised land
Into the mystery
Your eyes are full of tales of idle hands
She says
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take the silence too hard
Your absence lasts through every passing year
Don't take the silence too hard
All the way from America
Holding out your hand
You pinned your colours to the mast
Pinned them high up in the sky
Look what you do to me
My hands keep thumping waltz in triple time
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take the silence too hard
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take
Don't take the silence too hard