Anyone who ever loved could look at me and know that I love you.
Anyone who ever dreamed could look at me and know I dream of you,
knowing I love you so.
Anyone who had a heart
would take me in his arms and love me, too.
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
like you hurt me and be so untrue.
What am I to do?
Every time you go away, I always say
«This time it’s goodbye, dear».
Loving you the way I do,
I take you back, without you I’d die, dear,
knowing I love you so.
Anyone who had a heart
would take me in his arms and love me, too.
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
like you hurt me and be so untrue.
What am I to do?
Knowing I love you so.
Anyone who had a heart
would take me in his arms and love me, too.
You couldn’t really have a heart and hurt me,
like you hurt me and be so untrue.
Anyone who had a heart would love me, too.
Anyone who had a heart
would take me in his arms and always love me.
Why won’t you?