Beatles

Im looking through you, where did you go
I thought I knew you, what did I know
You dont look different, but you have changed
Im looking through you, youre not the same
Your lips are moving, I cannot hear
Your voice is soothing, but the words arent clear
You dont sound differnt, Ive learned the game.
Im looking through you, youre not the same
Why, tell me why, did you not treat me right?
Love has a nasty habit of disappearing overnight