Testo Linda

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 just 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 awhile 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