Из альбома: Buffalo Zone [Columbia]
(Tommy Rocco - Charlie Black - Austin Roberts)
Can't put my finger on what's going on
But there's a feeling here that don't belong
If leavin' is on his mind he hasn't said a word
Oh, 'cause he doesn't tell me anything.
We live in the same house sleep in the same bed
But I can't tell what's going through his head
And it isn't like we never talk at all
It's just that he doesn't tell me anything.
And late at night I can hear him talking on the telephone
It could be another woman but how would I ever know
If something has changed
He doesn't tell me anything.
He never really had that much to say
But I always knew he loved me anyway
It's a different kind of silence and I don't know what it means
Oh, 'cause he doesn't tell me anything.
And late at night I can hear him talking on the telephone
It could be another woman but how would I ever know
If something has changed
He doesn't tell me anything.
He doesn't tell me anything, is he stayin' or leavin'
Oh, he doesn't tell me anything
Oh, can't tell what he's feelin'
He doesn't tell me anything...