A blackbird sings, tell me, are you listening?

You turn to walk away, but I grab your hand.

Don't you know I'm your man?

Can't you see I've given you my all, for all that I am?

Your view is so one-sided, but why must we be divided?

How can you hate love if you haven't tried it?

A blackbird sings, but you're not listening.

I can still hear your last words ringing.

I feel my heart tear, it's stinging.

I'm sorry, but I can't help this feeling.

But I'll let you know something true...

I love you.

I've given you my all, but I guess that wasn't enough.

I've been through love before, but none this rough.

I've given you my love, I've shown you what's pure,

I suppose it's love's pain I'll have to endure.

It's those last words you said, those last four.

I'll have to get a clue,

Just to get over you.

Those last words you said,

Constantly run through my head.

I don't love you...

...But I do...

by Paul Chalker.