(Clay Walker/Tom Shapiro/Chris Waters)
Theres an oil well down on Johnsons Road
Where wed go to be alone
I never thought Id go there by myself
I stood there calling out your name
No one answered just the same
The silence speaks for itself
Well, Ive been high and Ive been low
And Ive walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I dont know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkin, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What Id give to hear your voice
But Im not given any choice
Cause the silence speaks for itself
Well, Ive been high and Ive been low
And Ive walked through the fires of hell
Are you coming back, Lord, I dont know
I guess the silence speaks for itself
The last time you talked to me
I did all the talkin, now I see
You were telling me there was someone else
What Id give to hear your voice
But Im not given any choice
Cause the silence speaks for itself
I guess the silence...