I'm always thinking, thinking of you
And I fill myself with joy, but you're not here
How sad and foolish to think
That your little eyes will want to look at me
Everything that I feel, I feel for you
And I fill myself with hope to have you here
They're crazy dreams, pure illusion
Because you're never going to love me
Maybe I'll die crying, dreaming, waiting
A love that will never come
Maybe I'll die suffering, offering
The most beautiful things of my love
Everything that I feel, I feel for you
And I fill myself with hope to have you here
They're crazy dreams, pure illusion
Because you're never going to love me
Maybe I'll die crying, dreaming, waiting
A love that will never come
Maybe I'll die suffering, offering
The most beautiful things of my love
Everything that I feel, I feel for you
And I fill myself with hope to have you here
They're crazy dreams, pure illusion
Because you're never going to love me
They're crazy dreams, pure illusion
Because you're never going to love me