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 I exist
Can't help feelin' gloomy
Thinkin' 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 her awhile
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