text: I sing of what you see and might think about
  Because of what you see
  Moving hands, mobile faces
  Where by the ear
  Not the eye traces whats on the mind
  So when you see hands
  Weaving the space between friends
  Think of them as being
  As though you were seeing voices
  Speech without sound face to face, hands unbound
  Weaving the space between friends
  So, think of them as being
  As though you were seeing voices
  Believe it they ramble on exactly as we would
  And talking with someone we know
  And even they stumble on expressions as we would
  And talking with anyone
  So..
  When you see hands weaving
  The space between friends
  Think of them as telling or asking
  Or spelling out choices
  So think of hands as being
  As though you are seeing voices
  Think of them as being
  As though they were seeing voices
  Speech without sound face to face, hands unbound
  Weaving the space between friends
  So, think of them as being
  As though you were seeing voices
  So think of hands as telling or asking
  Or spelling out choices
  Just think of hands as being
  As though you were seeing, voices
  Voices, voices