You give your hand to me, then you say, hello.
And I can hardly speak, my heart is beating so.
And anyone can tell, you think you know me well,
but you don't know me... no-oh-oh-oh-oh.
No, you don't know the one who dreams of you at
night, and longs to kiss your lips and longs to
hold you tight.
To you I'm just a friend, that's all I've ever been,
but you don't know me.
For I never knew the art of making love, though my
heart aches, it aches with love for you.
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by, the chance you
might have loved me, too.
You give your hand to me, then you say goodbye.
I watch you walk away and all I do is cry.
You'll never, never, know the one who loves you so,
no, you don't know me... no, no, no.