Lyrics Silent Film - 4 Star View

During church, they've asked me not to sing
Even in mass, they've asked I wear the mask from last Halloween
You walked through the door, I never felt that way before
Knew I had to take a shot
Don't have much money, this loving is all I got

I've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film
You're out of my league, but I'm going out on a limb
Trendy clothes don't seem to fit, and I have trouble fitting in
I've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film

When you came to my table, I almost spit
I know I've heard, don't judge a book by one word, but there's a limit
Right when you walked in, my stomach began to swim
I should have escaped right then
But I stayed here and look at the trouble I'm in

You've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film
I'm out of your league, you're really going out on a limb
I might just throw a fit, because you're having trouble fitting in
You've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film

Three years of waking up near you, I count my blessings each morning
Each and every time I hear you, I think you should come with a warning
I've had so much luck
I still almost upchuck
But we make each other smile
You walking down the aisle, must have felt like a trial
You grew on me, it just took a while
I'm thanking every star in the sky

I've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film
If awkward grew on trees, then you hit every limb
We're labeled misfits, but fit together, I admit
You've got a face for radio, a voice for silent film