My precious my one and only
I have yearned for you, my dearest...

Sorry for being me
With all my faults...

When I sit around doing nothing
And close my eyes for a while...

I am sick and tired of all your secrets
I am sick and tired of the way you treat me...

I may be blind, deaf and dumb
But some do all ways shine through...

When I look at you
My heart melts...

Slowly the stars, glide by above me
Twinkling to me as always...

From the depths of my heart
I can't see far...

If you could see my pain
You would look away in discuss...