Standing in the baggage claim Trying to keep my hands from shaking Grab a coffee, it's just something to do Coming home ain't nothing new But this time our hello is different Under circumstances we didn't choose I turn up the radio It's my little way to tell you You ain't gotta fill up all this space There's so much we could talk about Could we just talk about the weather? Those conversations have their time and place And it's okay Sometimes the truth's too hard to face Sometimes there's things we don't need to say Sometimes a little says it all Small talk A couple days clothes, a suit and tie Not a whole lot that I brought with me I didn't plan on staying here too long Familiar faces asking 'bout How things with me are turning out To spare me the reminder of what's gone Or who's gone Sometimes the truth's too hard to face Sometimes there's things we don't need to say Sometimes a little says it all Small talk Something to hold us steady Until our hearts are ready And we know what to say Sometimes the truth's too hard to face Sometimes there's things we don't need to say Sometimes a little says it all Small talk Small talk Sometimes the truth's too hard to take