19.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 a mirror.
I don't want to talk about it,
How you broke this old 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.
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