Old man sunshine,
listen you,
never tell me dreams come true,
just try it and I'll start a riot.
Beatrice Fairfax,
don't you dare ever
tell me he will care,
I'm certain, it's the final curtain
I never want to hear from any cheerful
Pollyan na's who tell you fate
supplies a mate it's all bananas
they're writing songs of love
but not for me a
A lucky star's above,
but not for me.
With love to lead the way,
I've found more clouds of grey
Than any Russian play
could guaran tee.
I was a fool to fall and
get that way.
Hi -ho, a lance, and also lackaday.
Al though I can't dismis
s the memory of his kiss,
I guess he's not,
he's not for me
How much we dare to love
And even more to be loved
The endless loop
of give and take
And how bittersweet
is the game we all play
Caught in the prison of desire
Your heart's on fire
and you don't have to think it straight
Too late, conceit
You're a tumbling man of a feat,
Longing in des pair for bliss.
From now on every fall
ing star
is knowing just for your si
lent wish.
First you fall in love,
then you won't be forlost
beyond recall.
In this loony maze of feelings,
will he care just for me?
Will he call? I will call.
You will easily sacrifice your
pride.
Every smile surely means he loves you.
Every little daze he has to fear,
that is lonely though.
For you to pick it,
you'll be cunning, but I'll still,
the number adds to your world.
Love dealt its cards
and hope makes it certain you can only win
Let the battle begin
But no matter if you win or lose,
anyway you cannot choose
And love will give you parenthood
and what is now will always be
That's why we all love
it's so exciting
They're writing songs of love,
but not for me
Lucky stars above, but not for me
With love to lead the way,
I've found more clouds of grey
And any Russian play could guarantee
I was a fool to fall and get that way
I owe a lot and also lack a day
Although I can't dismiss
the memory of his kiss
I guess he's not, he's not for me
No, he's not for me