I'm looking through you,
where did you go?
I thought I knew you,
what did I know?
You don't look different,
but you have changed.
I'm looking through you,
you're not the same.
Your lips are moving,
I cannot hear.
You're voice is soothing,
but the words ain't clear.
You don't sound different,
I've learnt the game.
I'm looking through you,
you're not the same.
Why, tell me why did you not treat me R I G H T ?
Love has a nasty habit
of dissapearing overnight...

Mis elogios a los beattles por siempre tener una canción que da en el clavo