When I go to sleep
I never count sheep
I count all the charms about Linda
And lately it seems
In all of my dreams
I walk with my arms about Linda
But what good does it do me for Linda
Doesn't know that I exist?
Can't help feeling gloomy
Think of all the lovin' I've missed
We pass on the street
My heart skips a beat
I say to myself, "Hello, Linda"
If only she'd smile
I'd stop for a while
And then I would get to know Linda
But miracles still happen
And when my lucky star begins to shine
With one lucky break
I'll make Linda mine
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