The little conversation 
Is over very soon 
And i watch in admiration 
From my corner of the room. 
They shine on you with starry eyes... 
They rain a friendly storm. 
Like kids around a christmas tree 
And then you smile all nice and warm 

The little conversations 
If i tried my very best 
You know i never could say anything 
In twenty words or less. 
Somewhere, sometime, down the line 
Someday i may confess, 
And spill it all. that's all 

The little conversations 
On me are very rough 
They leave me all in pieces 
You know there's never time enough 
Like a book with missing pages 
Like a story [bad word] 
Like a painting left unfinished 
It feels like not enough to eat. 
Starvin' 

These little conversations 
Well for me they'll never do 
Now what am i supposed to do with 
Broken sentences of you? 
I'll stay in my corner `cause 
That's all that i can do 
And let the others speak for me. 
Little conversations 
Are we.