Sign Language
Eric Clapton
You speak to me in sign language As I’m eating a sandwich in a small cafe At a quarter to three. But I can’t respond to your sign language. You’re taking advantage bringing me down. Can’t you make any sound? ’Twas there by the bakery surrounded by fakery. This is my story still I’m still there. Does she know I still care? Solo on Verse Link Wray was playing on a jukebox I was paying For the words I was saying so misunderstood. He didn’t do me no good. First Verse Second Verse Solo on Verse