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(Graham Russell, Michael Sherwood, Jimmy Haun)

You were late last night, the candle burned so low
And in my darkest hour I knew you had to go
Did he hold you like I held you once before
Is there someone else that loves you even more
Don't tell me
Standing face to face the words just fall away
But in my loneliness I knew just what to say
Did he touch you where I touched you long ago
Please don't answer, I don't really want to know
So don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
I have no more to give you
I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Should I close my eyes and say I'm giving up
Can we compromise the darker side of love
Did he hold you like I held you once before
Since I lost your love I need you even more
Don't tell me lies
I have no more to give you
I have no room to share
I know the road I follow going nowhere
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me
Don't tell me