Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
Rita Coolidge
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 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
I Don’t Want to Talk About It was written by Danny Whitten.