Once, when I was young and true,Someone left me sad-Broke my brittle heart in two;And that is very bad.Love is for unlucky folk,Love is but a curse.Once there was a heart I broke;And that, I think, is worse.

You are the girl of my dreams In my heart, I believeYou are the girl of my dreams, babyOf my dreamsAll alone, in my roomWishing that you were hereWithout you, in my arms Im holding back all of the tearsWithout you in my life Ill never be satisfiedSometimes I feel I could have been better to youAll I ...