The One Who Listens
by Bill Leyden
About this track
Some folks talk to be heard. Others talk to hide. The One Who Listens is about the rare soul who does neither — the person who sits on the porch, lets the crickets sing, and hears what your heart’s been trying to say all along. lyrics [Verse 1] The crickets start their choir, The porch light flickers low. I’ve talked my way through half my life, With much to show but far to go. Seems every truth I ever told Got tangled in the spin — But you, my friend, just rocked there on that swing, And let my noise come in. [Chorus] You’re the one who listens, When my stories fall apart. You don’t fix the broken sentences, You just hear the beating heart. In a world that talks too loud, You let the silence win. Yeah, you’re the one who listens — And I start to speak again. [Verse 2] You don’t mind my midnight ramblin’, My coffee-stained parade. You just nod beneath the stars, Like you already know the trade. No spotlight, no confession stand, Just a friend who understands. Every word lands softer now With you to take my hand. [Bridge] All my life I filled the air To keep from feelin’ small. You taught me how to sit right here — And say nothin’ at all. [Final Chorus] You’re the one who listens, When the truth is paper thin. You don’t need a grand salvation, You just let the healing in. In a world that talks too loud, You let the silence win. Yeah, you’re the one who listens — And I start to breathe again. [Tag] Yeah, the night keeps hummin’ easy — For the one who listens.