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 that I exist
Can't help feeling gloomy
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 for a while
and then I would get to know Linda

But miracles still happen
and when my lucky star begins to shine
with one lucky break
I'll make Linda mine