Текст Robert Cray – It Doesn’t Show

You threw out my clothes
The things I own,
And locked the door.

I guess I crossed the line,

If you’ve made other plans I understand,
The fool I am.
It doesn’t show,
No, no.

Old friends just pass me by,
They seem to hide,
I’m not alive.

I tried you on the phone,
He says your gone,
Don’t call no more.

I’ve tried everything,
I even sang,
You gave back the ring,
And laughed at me.
But it doesn’t show.
No, no. (ooooo)

It doesn’t show