Spending these lonesome evenings

With nothing to do

But to live in dreams that i make up

All by myself



Dreaming that you're beside me

I picture the prettiest stories

Only to wake up

All by myself



What is the good of me by myself?



Why was i born

Why am i living

What do i get

What am i giving



Why do i want a thing

I daren't hope for

What can i hope for

I wish i knew



Why do i try

To draw you near me

Why do i do i cry

You never hear me



I'm a poor fool

But what can i do

Why was i born

To love you



(bridge)



I'm a poor fool

But what can i do

Why was i born

To love you


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