How Insensitive (Insensatez) (A. C. Jobim, N. Gimbel (original - V. de Moraes))

Intro: | | | | | | | | | How insensitive I must have seemed When she told me that she loved me, How unmoved and cold I must have seemed When she told me so sincerely... 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? 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 her heartbreak in that last look. How, she must have asked, Could I just turn And stare in icy silence? What was I to do, What can one do When a love affair is over?