Sting - I love her but she loves someone else

W^Amhen a man of my age shaves his face in the morning W^Eho is it that stares back and greet^Dms him? The ^Dmghost of his father long ^Gdead all these years? Or the ^Dmboy that he was, still ^Fwet in the ears? Or the ^Eterrible sum of all ^Amof his fears In the ^Beyes of this stranger who meets ^Amhim? So his ^Amglance rarely strays from his chin or his jawline To ^Eface up to the truth of his ^Dmsoul It's the ^Dmeyes he avoids so ^Gafraid to acknowledge Something ^Fstrange, unexpected, ^Gout of control There are ^Ctimes when a man needs to brave his reflection And ^Gface what he sees without ^Amfear It takes a ^Amman to accept his ^Fmortality Or be ^Dmsurprised by the presence of a ^Etear It was ^Amonly an arrangement, a p^Dmractical arrangement I ^Bforgot the first commandment of the ^Erealist's handbook Don't be ^Amfooled by illusions you ^Dmcreated yourself And ^Bfall in love with someone, when she ^Eloves someone ^Amelse

Like a ^Amcovering of snow on a ^Ewinter's night It ^Dmglistens and it sparkles in the ^Cmoon^Glight But it's ^Amgone by the morning, how quickly it ^Cmelts ^FmYou still love her but she ^Dmloves someone ^Amelse

And ^Emwhere does that leave you? You ^Bself-styled man of vision You ^Gfeel stupid, you feel angry, a^Ere you losing your mind? To ^Amdestroy the one she loves, d^Eoes that become your mission? Like a ^Epantomime villain with an ^Amaxe to grind? To ^Dmregain your self-respect, hold your ^Emhead up like a man Use the ^Amice around your heart before it m^Dmelts But you're not ^Amfooling anybody, you're only ^Dmfooling ^Amyourself

Like a ^Fcovering of snow on a ^Bbmwinter's night It ^Abglistens and it sparkles in the ^Dbmoonlight But it's ^Fgone by the morning, how quickly it ^Dbmelts And still you ^Gmstill love ^Gbher but she ^Floves someone ^Bbmelse