There´s an oil well down on Johnson´s Road   Where we´d go to be alone   I never thought I´d go there by myself   I stood there calling out your name   No one answered just the same   The silence speaks for itself      Well, I´ve been high and I´ve been low   And I´ve walked through the fires of hell   Are you coming back, Lord, I don´t 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 I´d give to hear your voice   But I´m not given any choice   ´Cause the silence speaks for itself      Well, I´ve been high and I´ve been low   And I´ve walked through the fires of hell   Are you coming back, Lord, I don´t 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 I´d give to hear your voice   But I´m not given any choice   ´Cause the silence speaks for itself      I guess the silence...