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