Words - Gregory Alan Isakov

Written by：Gregory Alan Isakov/Ilan Isakov

Words mean more at night

Like a song

Did you ever notice

Way light means more than it did all day long

Words mean more at night

Light means more

Like your hair and your face and your smile

And our bed and the dress that you wore

I'll send you my words

From the corners of my room

Though I write them by the light of day

Please read them by the light of the moon

I wish I could leave my bones and my skin

And float over the tired tired sea

So that I could see you again

Maybe you would leave too

We'd blindly pass each other

Floating over the ocean blue

Just to find the warm bed of our lover

I'll send you my words

From the corners of my room

Though I write them by the light of day

Please read them by the light of the moon

Please read them by the light of the moon

Please read them by the light of the moon