If I could sing a lullaby
for you, each night I would
And you would never wonder why
because it's understood
You let me read your diary
to know your personality
and all your neighbourhood
If I could be the one you see
when you open your eyes
And if my shoulder was the one
for you upon to cry
I'd cheer you up when you are down
and help you choose your wedding gown
I do it all, but why?
I do it all, but why?
[instrumental]
With all my best intentions
I wrote this little song
And you were all I mentioned
and focused on so long
I hoped somehow, that you and me
would end up in a family tree
How could I be so wrong?
How could I be so wrong?
How could I be so wrong?
