I look at me and I secretly smile I feel so happy inside (me) You offer me the kiss I so much longed for Like wine it sweetens my heart You ask me to tell you if I really love you You ask me what you mean to me You ask me to tell you how I would suppose to be In life if I didn't met you
Just imagine radio without songs Just imagine Spring without flowers Just imagine train-stations without trains That's how I would be without you Just imagine a candy without sweetness Just imagine a coffee full of bitterness And then you might understand that the issue (for me) is to have you
You ask me to tell you if I really love you And if you ever leave me how I would feel You ask me to tell you so many things and I am trying to give you (an idea)** = (just a small part of it)
