Testo di Linda

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.