How Insensitive (Ella Fitzgerald)

 How insensitive I must have seemed,
 when he told me that he loved me.
 How unmoved and cold I must have seemed,
 when he told me so sincerely.

 “Why” – he must have asked, – “did I just turn
 and stare in icy silence?”
 What was I to say ? What can you say ?
 When a love affair is over.

 Now he‘s gone away
 and I‘m alone with the memry of his last look.
 Vague and dream and sad,
 I see it still all his heart beats in his last look.

 “How” – he must have asked, “could I just turn
 and stare in icy silence?”
 What was I to do ? What can I do ?
 When a love affair is over.

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