a careless whisper to ishan

repeating careless whisper on my walkman on my bed feeling hurt… before i know the meaning of hurt is. on the bed feeling how hurt this man is hanging on a rope singing about a whisper of a good friend. he sure is never gonna dance again. but it's easy to pretend. he's got a wasted chance to dance. but he's never gonna dance like he danced with you. on a bed of roses hurt by the thorns. the music seems so long tonight. she's flying off on a jet. please stay.