Buck Owens
I Don't Hear You
Written by - Buck Owens
I hear the bluebirds singing
I hear the robins, too
I hear the church bells ringing
But I don't hear you

I see little things marked his and hers
A constant reminder we're through
I hear the rain on my window
But I don't hear you

I hear the children playing
I hear the clock striking two
I hear the mailman whistling
But I don't hear you

I see little things...
Oh, but I don't hear you

©1964 Blue Book Music
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