(Linda Linda I wish you were mine)
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
I can't help feeling gloomy, cause think 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 a while and then I would get to know Linda
But miracle still happened and when my lucky star begins to shine
With one lucky break I'll make Linda mine
[ guitar ]
We pass on the street...