The Things You Dont Say

I guess your love is in the things you don't say,
The way you pull me closer when I'm drifting away.
I guess your love is in the things you don't say,
All the words you swallow and still hear tomorrow.
And I know I should stop looking for some kind of proof,
'Cause I should know that all your love is in the things you don't say.
And when you need a little distance,
I promise I will give you space.
I'll meet you somewhere in the middle; I know that we will be okay.
Together alone, you won't ever be lonely.
I know that I'll still hold you here together alone.