And, Why you can not tell what you feel for me?

And, Why you can not tell what you feel for me?

When you can aim to dream with me,

When you can decide to live with me,

As I reach and grab you from behind,

And turned and turned you from every side,

And, Why you can not tell what you feel for me?

Think of those moments which you live with me,

Smell those roses which you plucked for me,

The feeling of breeze in the winds that blew,

And the bath you had in the morning dew,

And, Why you can not tell what you feel for me?

Needless to say: You have those things,

Which a fairy feel shy to bring,

And the lucky prince on the clouds,

Dare to think in the moments of proud,

To embrace his princess in his mighty shroud,

And, Still you can not tell what you feel for me?