| D | Bm | C | D | |
| Don't try to | tell me | that your love is | true |
| G | C | F | D | |
| Because your | eyes are be | traying you |
| G | Em | |
| Don't you know | eyes talk, | silently |
| C | D | G | C | D | |
| But their voice rings o | h so l | oud here in my he | art |
| D | Bm | C | D | |
| You squeeze my | hand | in a reassuring | way |
| G | C | F | D | |
| Right then I | know our love has | had its day |
| G | Em | |
| Because | hands talk, | silently |
| C | D | G | |
| But their voice rings o | h so l | oud here in my he | art |
| Em | Bm | Em | F | |
| The closer | you come | I see | how far we've grown a | part |
| Fmaj7 | C | Dm | A | |
| Your kisses | tell me good | bye, | though you don't have | the heart |
| So if it's over there's no need to cry |
| For me it's easier that way |
| Because eyes talk, silently |
| But their voice rings oh so loud here in my heart |
| Their voice rings oh so loud here in my heart |
| by: José Duarte |
| jtduarte1@gmail.com |