Besedila: Air Supply. Don't Tell Me.

You were late last night, the candle burned so low
And in my darkest hour I knew you had to go
Did he hold you like I held you once before?
Is there someone else that loves you even more?
Don't tell me

Standing face to face, the words just fall away
But in my loneliness I knew just what to say
Did he touch you where I've touched you long ago?
Please don't answer, I don't really want to know
So don't tell me

Don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me, don't tell me

I have no more to give you, I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere
I have no more to give you, I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere

Don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me

Should I close my eyes and say I'm giving up?
Can we compromise the darker side of love?
Did he hold you like I held you once before?
Since I lost your love I need you even more
So don't tell me lies

I have no more to give you, I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere

Don't tell me

I have no more to give you, I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere

Don't tell me

I have no more to give you, I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere

Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
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