How Insensitive

How insensitive I must have seemed when she told me that she loved me How unnerved and cold I must have seemed when she told so sincerely Why she must have asked Did I just turn and stare in icy silence? What was I to do, what can you do When a love affair is over? So now she's gone away And I'm alone with the memory of her last look Vague and drawn and sad I see it still, all the heartache in that last look Why she 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?