Miracle of miracles Look what the night dragged in It's a pocket full of misery And trouble on the wind
You spoiled the best years of your life You took them all in vain Now you think that you're forgiven But you can't be born again
You say: Why? You say: Why? You say: Why? Don't ask me, why
I don't love you anymore I don't think I ever did And if you ever had Any kind of love for me You kept it all so well hid
Promises, sweet promises You kept them from your mind Like all the lost forgotten things You never seemed to find
Like all the disappointments You displayed upon your shelf Now you've got no-one to turn to You've got no-one but yourself
And you say: Why? You say: Why? You say: Why? Don't ask me, why
I don't love you anymore I don't think I ever did And if you ever had Any kind of love for me You kept it all so well hid
You spoiled the best years of your life You took them all in vain Now you think that you're forgiven But you can't be born again
And you say: Why? Why, why, why, why, why Why, why, why, why, why Why, why, why, why And you say: Why? Why, why, why, why, why Why, why, why, why, why Why, why, why, why
I don't love you anymore I don't love you anymore I don't love you anymore
And you say: Why? I don't love you anymore You say: Why? I don't love you anymore You say: Why? I don't love you anymore Don't ask me, why I don't love you anymore You say: Why? I don't love you anymore You say: Why? I don't love you anymore You say: Why? I don't love you anymore Don't ask me, why I don't love you anymore
