I want you to love me,
Thatīs all I want from you.
I want you to love me,
One day.
I know Iīm a peasant,
Dressed as a princess.
But that doesnīt mean you have to take my clothes away.
If I could show you,
Some happiness,
Then I would feel like a real princess,
That to me would be success.
My baby.
I see you dancing,
A natural beauty.
You make the stars
Seem sublime.
You really get
To the heart of the music.
You are the poetry of time.
If thereīs a method, to writing a song
How come Iīm getting it wrong,
You write the beautiful songs.
My baby.
Cīmon, Cīmon Cīmon baby.
Take my hand.
Cīmon, Cīmon Cīmon show me,
To the loveland, to the loveland.
Can we see this happen,
In this day and age?
Somebody just turned the page.
Like Iīm walking on stage.
My baby
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