I DON'T
WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT
I can
tell by your eyes that you've prob'bly been cryin' forever,
and the
stars in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're a mirror.
I don't
want to talk about it, how you broke my heart.
If I stay
here just a little bit longer,
If I stay
here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
If I
stand all alone, will the shadow hide the color of my heart;
blue for
the tears, black for the night's fears.
The star
in the sky don't mean nothin' to you, they're just a mirror.
I don't
want, to talk about it,
how you
broke my heart.
If I stay
here just a little bit longer,
if I stay
here, won't you listen to my heart, whoa, heart?
I don't
want to
talk
about it,
how you
broke this ol' heart.
If I stay
here just a little bit longer,
if I stay
here, won't you listen
to my
heart, whoa, heart?
My heart,
whoa, heart
ROD STEWART
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