If only you could see (If only you could see) You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of If only you could see (If only you could see)
Should I apologize with such pathetic eyes Just the sight of you has made me sick tonight (tonight) It was your poison kiss that turned me into this Then again there is a chance you could be right.
Darling will you please (please) take a walk with me We could count the stars and disappear (I wish you could see) I wish you could see You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied?
What fate has led me here? Oh please forgive me dear. I don't know if I could survive on my own I could have married you, instead I buried you Now we'll see if I can fall asleep alone (alone)
Darling will you please (please) take a walk with me We can count the stars and disappear (I wish you could see) I wish you could see You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?) The nightmare's coming true Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?)
Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?) I did it all for you. Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?)
I wish you could see You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Darling will you please (please) take a walk with me We can count the stars and disappear (I wish you could see) I wish you could see You're the only girl I've ever dreamed of
Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?) Are you satisfied? (Are you satisfied?)
The depth of a man's soul can not be measured in a matter of meters and fathoms but rather it is in my opinion only quantified by his proximity to heaven and hell.
It was in such a state that I ushered myself past the town tavern, bursting at the seams with the sounds of laughter
and Had it only been a different night, a different place, a different kind of man passing by the threshold of that innocent pub. runken piano playing.
The events that transpired at that point would have undoubtedly been drastically different.
I can only guess if anyone outside that place had a clue when the exclamations of mirth became the desperate screams of the helpless, begging for their very lives.