I know
That I never will perfect.
That I never will have your respect.
That You have poorly impression,
That you are world champion.
I´m seldom without you,
Without your eyes that are lovely blue.
My wound at heart is bleading,
I thought, that you are appearing.
Today... tomorrow... by always.
We must... no! We´ll do it ourselves.
You are hier and it´s for me advantageous.
We shall together in newspapers.
Then you came to me and I didn´t notic you.
You opened me eyes and slowly saw me: I love u.
Fantastic!
Me, you and your smile... it´s so romantic.