Sometimes I stay up, cursing on my bad luck.
Sometimes I fall to the floor.
Sometimes, forever, wishing I could tell her,
Sometimes I wish I could just stop.
But I still wake up, I still see her face,
Oh lord, I'm still not sure, how to tell her,
How do I tell her? How do I tell her?
Sometimes, I don't know...
Anymore, oh OOOH, oh OOOOH! oh-oh
Ooh, oh OOOH, oh OOOOH! oh-oh
The time has come now to show my stuff!
I hope that it is enough
It's time to show her that I'm ready

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