I tried so hard my dear to show that you're my every dream.
Yet you're afraid each thing I do is just some evil scheme.
A memory from your lonesome past keeps us so far apart,
Why can't I free your doubtful mind and melt your cold cold heart?
Another love before my time made your heart sad and blue,
And so my heart is paying now for things I didn't do.
In anger unkind words are spoke that make the teardrops start,
Why can't I free your doubtful mind, and melt your cold cold heart?
