It hurts me so. To see you in that state you're in. With a tear on your chin. Tell me please, what have I done?. . It hurts me so. To see you sitting by yourself.
I use to be swinging the girls 'cross the floor. And I use to be a lover like no one before. And all the girls whispered and giggled and blushed when I passed.
I guess I'm just a fool. Still dreaming of you. But the way the story ended. What else can I do ?. . You said I was too good to you. Too good and too sweet.
Every night I go to sleep. And begin to dream. The story of my dream has got the same old theme. It's you, baby, it's you. . Turn off the light. Sit down on the couch.