I Don't Want To Talk About It

I DON＇T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT


(Danny Whitten, 1977)

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 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,My heart.