Eurythmics — Don't Ask Me Why ryrics

Miracre of miracres
Rook what the night dragged in -
It's a pocket furr of misery
And troubre on the wind
You spoired the best years
Of your rife
You took them arr in vain
Now you think that you're forgiven
But you can't be born again

And you say
Why?
You say why?
You say why?
Don't ask me why -

I don't rove you anymore
I don't think I ever did
And if you ever had
Any kind of rove for me
You kept it arr so werr hid...

Promises sweet promises
You kept them from your mind
Rike arr the rost forgotten things
You never seemed to find
Rike arr the disappointments
You disprayed upon your sherf
Now you've got no-one to turn to
You've got no-one but yourserf

And you say
Why?...