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 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 little kiss i’ll make linda mine
Artist: Jan Dean
Year: 1963
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 56